This game, as Fengluo thought, was done by the individual first and then the team.

So, at first, except for players like doctors, the rest belonged to a relatively independent small supply point.

After that, players will usually meet one or two players from their guild in the second or third area.

Of course, due to the time difference between the combat attrition and the arrival of each other, it may also be necessary to meet at the fourth or fifth hour.

In addition, some master players will initially be assigned to the area surrounded by foreign enemies, and the time for encountering their own guild players will also be pulled back, just like the wind falling, until this sixth supply point is the first time to encounter the big pineapple and others.

However, everyone's tenth supply point will be more or less concentrated in a few adjacent supply points.

In this way, players can gradually gather in the process of collecting their own equipment, and finally turn from each person's battle to a guild war.

Among these supply points, there is also one that is the most geographically core, or has special items, which belongs to the most important "base camp" for the guild.

"Well, that's how it should be!"

Fengluo nodded, thoughtful.

This conclusion, with sufficient information, may not be impossible to discover with his analytical ability.

It's just that since he was "thrown" into the enemy's area at the beginning, and now he has just touched the big pineapple at the halfway point of the supply point, no matter how powerful he is, it is impossible to guess this conclusion.

"However, in this case, the September Guild is afraid that it will not let go of this shelter easily, most likely, this is their base camp!"

However, according to his thinking, based on the information here, he quickly came to another conclusion.

In fact, just as Fengluo guessed.

Because the area where this Vault is located is, in fact, the most central point of the distribution area that belongs to the September Guild.

Among the glowing equipment in the entire supply point, there are actually more than 70 players belonging to the September Guild, and the fact that they have stored food is a special item given to the guild's base camp by the system.

This is also the reason why the September Guild was able to gather three sniper players in a short period of time.

It's just that this is the last few supply points belonging to their guild, so most people haven't reached this area yet, so they don't show much of a numerical advantage compared to other guilds.

"Tonight, it is estimated that the storm is really coming!"

Fengluo looked up at the outside, his eyes flashing.

"Boom ......"

At this time, the weather conditions were completely unsuitable for combat.

"Crackling!"

In the sky, lightning and thunder were already roaring, and dark clouds were rolling and raining down.

The surrounding light is already very dim, almost like the middle of the night, even after the rain is definitely night, and most of the players who have been fighting for a day will definitely choose to find a place to wait for dawn.

However, there are definitely some who want to take advantage of this weather to touch people!

After all, this kind of weather is too difficult to be detected in advance.

……

At the same time that Fengluo was talking to the "base camp" team in the city that never sleeps, the distance was only about two kilometers, and a conversation was going on in a building that looked like a dug out of the air raid shelter.

"In the location of the shelter occupied by the city that never sleeps, nearly one-tenth of our guild personnel have equipment farmed here!"

"And if you expand this range, in an area of about five kilometers in diameter, the entire guild has at least one piece of equipment farmed here!"

"So, what Mr. Moon means is that the shelter is very important. Theoretically, it should belong to our 'base camp'! ”

In a dark area unlit by the lights, a voice was relaying something.

The content coincides with the judgment of the city that never sleeps.

"Mr. Ge, looking at your appearance, you have already made a judgment on this matter!"

In the center of the bomb shelter, stood a middle-aged man in his forties, tall and square-faced.

He was wearing a power armor depicted with dragon patterns and a dragon head, and the whole was like a power armor made of gold, which was full of gorgeous and noble atmosphere, and the crystal September Guild badge on his chest representing the president showed his identity.

"Mr. Wen's insight is really amazing, I only had vague thoughts before, but I didn't know as clearly as he did."

Next to the "Golden Warrior", one wears a retro-style energy robe, like a strategist. A middle-aged player wielding an energy converter shaped like a feather fan replied.

However, when he said this, his brow furrowed vaguely.

"So that's the case, so to speak, it's a place for us to be determined to win!"

"If I had known that this was the case, maybe I shouldn't have retreated, and let this grain fall into the wind, so that it wouldn't be emptied by the people of the city that never sleeps at this time."

A sniper player who had ambushed the wind and fell with a somewhat regretful expression, and the mecha master next to him also frowned.

"Don't worry! Although there was not much food there, it was impossible for them to carry it if it could not fit in the backpack. ”

The ancient strategist dressed as a middle-aged player and shook his head.

"And if you choose to retreat, it's not necessarily a good move. That way, I have a better plan to implement! ”

Then, he gently waved the feather fan of the energy converter, and a picture of a bamboo on the chest was in the ground.

"Oh, what does Mr. Ge think?"

With the chairman's badge on his chest, the middle-aged man with a noble "dragon pattern golden battle armor" had an interested expression on his face.

"Ambush that Wind Leaf one more time!"

The middle-aged strategist shaking the feather fan said confidently.

"What? And ambush the fallen leaves of the wind, this ......"

Hearing this, the September Guild sniper player, who was a little afraid of the wind falling, had a bad look on his face.

He was not involved in the previous ambush operation, though.

However, I also learned the details of the development of the matter from the mouths of several participants, and even such a series of sophisticated ambushes failed to kill Fengluo in the end, and now the shelter is occupied by Fengluo, and it is almost impossible to have a chance to kill it.

What's more, the previous ambush must have angered Fengluo.

If they do it again, if they don't succeed, they may provoke a storm to brush the heads of their September Guild.

Being targeted by a top sniper, he has experienced it once, and it is really uncomfortable.

"If we can really get him to attack us, that's not necessarily a bad thing!"

"However, the target of this attack is not just the fallen leaves of the wind, but the people who occupy the city that never sleeps, who are still unclear about this hidden situation!"

The middle-aged player of the strategist is shaking the fan, more confidently and authentically.

"Although we didn't keep anyone watching, there is no doubt that the city that never sleeps will be able to concentrate its men to defend that stronghold. However, that is our core stronghold, and with environmental concerns, they can't gather more people than we can at this stage! ”

"Intentionally or unintentionally, as long as we can take down the defenders in this shelter, then we will be able to gain a foothold in this area."

"After all, according to what I saw before, in this area, apart from us, they should be the only guild with the potential to win the championship."

Strategist players, the frequency of feather fans has increased.

"However, if you do this, you will undoubtedly offend the city that never sleeps completely."

"It's not a good thing that the two powerhouses start fighting each other so early. In case they fight to fight us at any cost, they will only cheapen others for nothing! ”

The president of the September Guild's "Dragon Pattern Golden Warrior" is undecided.

In particular, the word "others" bites harder.

"Mr. Wen, can you ask his opinion!"

Then, turning his head, he asked in the dark area next to him, which was empty.

"The heavy rain interferes too much with communications, and Mr. Wen can't be contacted for the time being."

A rather respectful voice replied.

"There's no going to be a problem with him!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged Golden Warrior President of the September Guild was a little worried.

"Probably not, with Mr. Wen's resourcefulness and the strength of Lord Sky Wolf, there are not many problems!"

A voice in the darkness replied.

"President, those who have achieved great things, should seize the opportunity and make a decision immediately!"

Seeing that the "Golden Warrior" cared so much, the middle-aged strategist's player's face was a little strange, and the frequency of the fan in his hand couldn't help but increase.

"The god hand has already laid down a killing game with no leaks at all, but the other party can still escape, which is enough to show that his strength is amazing."

"In a general sense, we really should avoid competing with the people of the city that never sleeps at this stage."

"However, since we have set the goal of competing for the first place, not to mention that we have completely offended him, then we will inevitably meet him, the 'first person'. If he hasn't unlocked the boss-level pet with the 'summon' ability, it will definitely be much less difficult to deal with than it will be in the future! ”

Obviously, the middle-aged strategist's words played a role in the hesitant Golden Warrior players.

"To tell you the truth, I'm a little interested in this wind falling leaves, if this kind of talent can be collected in September, then it will definitely be comparable to the unparalleled fierce generals of ancient times."

When the middle-aged man heard this, his eyes flashed, and he obviously made a decision between the words.

"It's just that this kind of person is probably not willing to live under others."

The strategist-like middle-aged man next to him shook the feather fan in his hand and said.

"Yes, some people, like the true dragon above the nine heavens, are unwilling to submit to anyone!"

The president of the September Guild, who was dressed in golden armor, seemed to have some emotion.

"Crackle!"

At this time, there was a deafening thunderclap in the sky.

A huge spider web-like lightning streaked across and lit up most of the night sky.

"Boom ......"

Then, the rain poured down on the ground, blurring the view of the outside even under the light of the bomb shelter.

"Whew, this kind of rainy night is a good time for marching and fighting!"

The middle-aged leader of the September Guild, who was wearing a dragon-patterned golden battle armor, pointed at the sky with the golden wide alloy sword in his hand, and his expression was quite arrogant.