Chapter 296: Far Eastern Theater

The permafrost tundra Far East is now in the most chaotic state since the launch of this game, and various forces are in a state of crossfire all day long, a large number of players are killed every day, and the demand for soldiers is naturally very huge.

Just like now in Huaxia District, there have been many players who have transformed into large and small mercenary groups in groups of three or five, going north to find opportunities to make a fortune - many of these players are hunters who have fought with mutant creatures in the wasteland, for them, the source of income from fighting mutant creatures is too unstable, and due to the gradual saturation of the serum market, the price of mutant biological serum has plummeted compared to when the service was first opened.

The most critical point is that the difficulty of the game world has increased, and the combat power and IQ of mutant creatures have increased a lot, but the explosion rate of the serum has not increased at all, and the income is completely determined by luck.

However, being a mercenary is different, now any force in the Far Eastern Theater is recruiting troops on a large scale, even if it can't pass the test to join the formation of those big conglomerates, as a group of peripheral mercenaries, taking on some daily cleaning, assisting in defense and other low-risk tasks is much higher than hunting mutant creatures.

If Ivan and his group want to become mercenaries, they can obviously only be peripheral mercenaries, otherwise, once the identity of the mutant is exposed, I am afraid it will be endless trouble, and even Qi Lin may be involved.

The peripheral mercenaries are also divided into several grades, such as those with evolutionaries and well-armed equipment, who are generally arranged to garrison certain strongholds behind the front line, or clean up mutated creatures in the defense area, while those who are weak and lack of food and ammunition are the ones who come to make up the numbers, and are almost all assigned to the tasks of cannon fodder, bait and so on.

"I just don't know if Cheng Yanqiu and they hung up, and whether they rushed to the Far East Theater ......"

Since being attacked by the mutant king squid, Qi Lin has cut off contact with Cheng Yanqiu and them, and now it is very difficult for him to even find the stronghold of the consortium alliance in the Far Eastern Theater - those specific defense maps are all confidential, and even Cheng Yanqiu can't reveal too much to Qi Lin before setting foot on this land.

"It seems that I can only look for ...... aimlessly"

The only thing Qi Lin knows is that the headquarters of the Consortium Alliance Permafrost Tundra is located at the junction of China, Mongolia and Russia, so if you want to find the power of the Consortium Alliance, you should go to the southwest.

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After bringing enough ammunition and supplies, Qi Lin asked Ivan and them to stay in Nerozsk for the time being, and walked all the way in the southwest direction by himself.

Not only to help this group of mutants find an employer, in fact, if Qi Lin hadn't met Ivan and them, according to the original plan, after finding some supplies in Nerozsk, he would have personally joined the war in the Far East.

In the wasteland, only constant fighting can hone a strong warrior - and beyond that, Qi Lin is short of money, very short of money.

Don't look at the fact that he now owns an entire steel city, but after the economic output of the steel city is used for the development of the city itself, there is not much left, and maybe Qi Lin needs to pay for it himself.

As for the 404 base, although this secret base has the most high-end technology before the war, if there are no resources and no technology, nothing can be made.

Take the robot army that Qi Lin wants to build, without a lot of steel, those rare metals and raw materials, even if there are drawings and a complete production line, that robot can't be built.

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If there is one word to describe the permafrost tundra in Qi Lin's eyes, it is undoubtedly the word "desolate", as far as the eye can see, there are soil and stones covered with a thin layer of frost, only a few hardy shrubs and weeds are strong to burrow out of the cracks in the rocks, and other than that, at the end of the day, there are almost no other living creatures.

But beneath this hard permafrost lies the most precious resources – natural gas, oil, coal...... It is for these things that human beings will eventually turn this world into devastation.

A strong bone-chilling wind had been blowing on the tundra, and Qi Lin had to wrap up the down jacket that didn't fit well, and walked quickly under the leeward ridge.

In this harsh environment and climate, even mutated creatures are reluctant to wander outside, except when foraging.

According to Qi Lin's estimates, he had left Nerozsk for almost fifty or sixty kilometers, and he had already gone a long way inland, but until his current position, except for two mutant coyotes who were so hungry that their stomachs were deflated, Qi Lin hadn't even seen the shadow of a player.

"Damn, is this area a no-man's-land of no value?"

The so-called no man's land is an area that no one will fight for, and that kind of place is either a radiation zone like Nerozsk, or an area that has neither resources nor strategic value - after all, compared to the vast permafrost tundra, the number of players is still too small to occupy every inch of land.

Helpless, Qi Lin could only turn on the radio channel and look for information related to the Far Eastern Theater one by one.

Radio channels in the Far East are more lively than in China, and in addition to Chinese, they are filled with various Korean, English, Russian, and Japanese, but the general content is almost all the previous scolding and mutual attacks of various forces.

However, in the midst of a long amount of expletives, Qi Lin still found the information he was looking for - it was a world radio posted by a player with the ID [83592].

"The 147th outpost is under attack by the little devils, we have been cut off from contact, and we are in dire need of reinforcements! Support is urgently needed! ”

Qi Lin was stunned for a moment, this 147 outpost is estimated to be really in a desperate situation, otherwise it would not have asked for help on the radio channel, so that almost all the forces on the permafrost tundra can see this message for help, and a simple attack may evolve into a big melee with multiple parties.

"Where's Outpost 147?" Qi Lin quickly typed such a sentence, and then sent it out.

"Who are you? Why do you ask this? On the radio channel, another player immediately asked in Chinese, with a hint of vigilance between the lines.

"Freelance mercenary, if you need help, I can do it for a fee." Qi Lin replied.

"Great, a few of us are planning to go over in a group, where are you? I think we can piggyback on you. ”