The wilderness northwest of Qingquan City.

Snow-covered pine and elm trees emerge from crumbling country houses, yellow sea buckthorn sways under toppled buildings, the only road has been buried by time, and the sky is covered with snow everywhere you look.

It is the junction of Qingquan City and Tianshui City, and it is also the border place of the southern urban agglomeration of Hegu Province.

Although geographically, this pristine urban area is closer to Tianshui City, administratively it belongs to Qingquan City, which has a larger population and more dense industry.

It has a pristine name, which is Elm District.

There used to be a large number of elms and pines planted here, but now only the evergreen trees have survived.

In that distant utopian era, the area was once a famous summer resort. Because of the Linghu Lake in the south, the low hills and gentle hills in the west, the occasional breeze and setting glow through the forest always make this place full of poetry, and those residents of the two cities who are tired of urban life often come here to live a few days of seclusion.

Since there were no high-rise buildings, every household had a lawn the size of a basketball court, and some people would grow primitive crops in their backyards, the survivors in the area became self-sufficient for a while at the beginning of the Wasteland Age, forming a family-based farming community.

Of course, it is now abandoned.

Wild greenery has replaced traces of civilization, and in just a few decades, the greening rate of this idyllic little village has soared from 60% to 100%, and now it is impossible to distinguish the edge of the forest from the ruins.

It turns out that once humans are adapted to industrialization, it is very difficult to break away from industry for too long.

Even if many people are tired of the hustle and bustle of the city, if they really go back to the agricultural era, 99% of them will not be able to stand it.

The primitive crops that have been cultivated as a hobby are not enough for the locals to eat, let alone feed the refugees who have flocked here. With the harsh winter onset, the farming communities, large and small, soon disappeared into the snow.

Due to the lack of recyclable garbage and the danger of xenomorphs wandering here, few survivors frequented the area, and only a few guilds who are not afraid of death choose to settle here.

However, now, this abandoned urban area that no one cares about is rarely lively.

A group of uninvited guests came from the north and stepped into this place in a majestic manner.

They were armed with uniformly styled bolt-action iron tube rifles, cheap wooden butts, barrels and even bulky castings. There were no protective gear, no uniform clothing, only a tattered fur coat and booties with raw trim barely covering the body.

The only uniform equipment on their bodies is probably the electric shock collar around their necks.

There is no doubt that these people are all human.

It's just that in those beast-like pupils, there is not the slightest trace of civilization and rationality.

With rifles and collars, they resemble a pack of tamed monkeys. And those junior officers with remote controls in their hands, following them and urging them forward, are more like living people.

Those who know the know only need to see at a glance the identity of those who wear collars.

Clone!

And it's the cheapest kind!

In the entire Middle-earth continent, there is probably only one organization that can "domesticate" clones on a large scale and with high efficiency, and put them into the battlefield in formation.

That's the Legion!

Standing next to a dilapidated house, a man in a navy blue coat looked at the troops marching forward, his vulture-like gaze as sharp as a dagger.

His name was Vanus.

Whether it is in the headquarters of the legion or in the Eastern Legion to which he belongs, this is a name that is not good-looking.

Contrary to his humble name, however, he had ambitions to become a general.

His thirst for honor and power led him to join the Eastern Expeditionary Force, following in the footsteps of General Klaas, and marching eastward toward the Great Rift Valley in the northern part of the River Valley Province.

Legend has it that the "enterprise" of the Far East also sent an expeditionary force there, but unfortunately failed.

However, Vanus did not want to say anything about the failure of the company, and even scoffed at it.

In his view, those weak people who were greedy for pleasure and huddled in the interior of a province did not understand what war was and that it was natural that they would lose.

And the Legion is different.

They are warriors born to fight, flesh and blood driven by iron will.

Whether clones or freedmen or citizens, from the moment they were born, the iron laws of the Legion have been stamped in the hearts of each and every one of them.

Even without advanced equipment, they were able to march in four directions at once with a thirst for victory and glory, and a will to win carved into their bones, carving out a vast territory in a ruined wasteland, making countless tribes large and small bow down and offer slaves and tribute.

Sooner or later, the Great Rift Valley will succumb to the iron heel of the Legion, and the Lion will be no exception, and they will punish those who resist with the Seven Days of Slaughter, and pay tribute to the souls of the dead.

Although the war has been deadlocked for a year, Vanus has no doubt about it.

They're about to win!

Originally, he and his men would participate in the winter offensive, but at this moment, a piece of news came from afar that could not be ignored.

A mobile fortress is heading to the west!

According to the intelligence gathered, the fortress came from the far east coast and was dominated by a group of nobles from the corporations – high-ranking employees, of course, in their own words. Judging by the route, it seems that they intend to head west to find the whereabouts of Vault 0.

Coincidentally, the Legion is also interested in Vault 0.

However, it stands to reason that this is not something that the expeditionary force should meddle in, and besides, it is not a wise choice to divide troops to provoke the people of the enterprise at this juncture.

Vanus raised objections with General Klaas, but the objections were dismissed.

In General Klaas's words, in order to breach the impregnable Aegis system in the Great Rift, the expeditionary force needed this mobile fortress to process nuclear materials for them and produce cheap and useful nuclear warheads.

Although reluctant to admit it, their tactical nuclear bombs are running out......

"How long are we from that fortress?"

Hearing the voice of the chief, the adjutant behind Vanus reported in a deep voice.

"10 kilometers to go, sir."

Vanus nodded and said.

"Just stop here, as long as they're not blind, they've already spotted us."

The Legion doesn't have too dark technology, but that doesn't mean they haven't seen it.

Vanus's thinking was clear.

Build fortifications, build positions on the jungle terrain, and strike at their rear with artillery to force them to surrender.

I believe that as long as the cannon sounds, those soft-footed shrimp who have not fought a hard battle will be a mess themselves.

"Lay tin foil and insulating foam, set up headquarters here!"

Stepping on the concrete bricks under his feet, he looked at Vanus in the south, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

"Those tin cans are hard to deal with, but they can't stay there forever."

"We're waiting for them right here!"

……

Trailblazer, a light fixed-wing drone took off from above the fort and circled along the edge of the elm district,

At the same time, the operational command center.

Lu Yang stared at the snowflake highlights on the screen, his brow furrowed.

"Legionnaires?"

The drone operator in front of the console replied.

"It should be, Captain."

There are more than 2,000 bright spots in the flickering light, distributed on a front 2 kilometers wide and 2 kilometers deep, like beans sprinkled on the ground.

He couldn't think of any other possibilities than the Legion.

Lujan had heard before that the Legionnaires were in possession of a DNA fragment that was forbidden in pre-war society, and that they were able to increase the development rate of a clone up to 8 times that of a normal person.

These mass-produced clone slaves only need 1~2 hours to develop from embryos to babies that can get out of the cabin. After being sent to a crowded nursery, they will go through the childhood stage that a normal person would take 8 years to complete in 1 year.

It doesn't matter if they learn the language or not, when the time comes, they are sent to a gym like a gladiatorial arena to spend their second year, which is the adolescent stage.

At this stage, their mortality rate is as high as 50 percent, and some of the elite screening facilities can even reach 70 percent. These facilities don't teach them how to fight, they just serve as a sieve to sift through those who can adapt to the battlefield, or beasts that are fierce enough.

Those who come out alive will be sent to the front on their 2nd birthday to become a qualified cannon fodder.

Since the development rate is 8 times that of normal people, their theoretical lifespan is only 10~15 years.

But this is not a weakness, because in fact they simply do not live that long. The Legion never stopped fighting, whether it was against xenos, barbarians, mutants, or other survivor strongholds, and the average lifespan of cannon fodder on the front line was less than 3 years, and the longest was no more than 5 years.

There is a theory that many marauders assimilated slave dungeons, and traced their roots to the Legion. They put the captured slaves in the dungeon, made them fight for food, destroyed their spirit and reason, turned the surviving madmen into cannon fodder, and the surviving cannon fodder into their own people......

However, clans usually don't have a final step.

This mass-produced clone can only be a slave, and the final fate can only be death in battle.

In order to ensure the combat effectiveness of these cannon fodder, they would wear an electric shock collar on each cannon fodder, and for every ten cannon fodder, they would be assigned a junior officer to supervise the battle, that is, the ten-captain of the legion.

The team of nearly 2,000 people seems to be huge, but the vast majority of cannon fodder can't actually form combat effectiveness, and what makes Lu Yang more concerned is why these people appear here.

"Did they say anything?"

"They didn't respond to our radio requests, either they didn't have a radio at all, or they simply didn't want to pay attention to us."

Lu Yang nodded.

"The former possibility can be ruled out."

"That's the last one," Li De said cautiously, looking at Captain Lu, "We still have 4 tactical nuclear bombs left, which is more than enough to deal with 2,000 people." ”

"This is the most optimistic scenario, 2,000 people stand in the square for you to blow up," Yi Hai, the adjutant of the Marine Corps, shook his head, "They are scattered in the forest and build fortifications, unless we raze that forest to the ground...... But this is impossible, and a conservative estimate is 40. ”

Not to mention, the other side is a terrain scattered in a mix of jungle and urban ruins, and that terrain is full of obstacles and bunkers that can be used.

They only need to dig a few foxholes to greatly reduce the threat of explosives. And those cloned maniacs who are like beasts, basically have no morale problems, and the electric door on their necks goes crazy directly, which is better than stimulants.

Lu Yang pondered: "Unless there is a large enough equivalent." ”

Before Li De could speak, his secretary Wang Jie shook his head and said: "The reserves of uranium-235 are not enough, and I used too much before." Heavy hydrogen can only be extracted by the sea, and if it is made...... With the amount of energy we have left now, we don't have to think about it. ”

By the end of the Boom Era, the use of nuclear energy on the planet had evolved from early D-D fusion to the third generation of controlled nuclear fusion.

That is, pure helium triple fusion.

Under this reaction principle, two helium atoms undergo a fusion reaction to produce two protons and one helium atom, and no neutrons are produced in between.

It is this technology that the Trailblazer uses, and it is naturally impossible to be idle to stock up on tritium, which has a half-life of only 12 years.

Li De rubbed his eyebrows and said with a headache.

"So what now? Do you watch them build fortifications under our noses? They are less than four kilometers away from our resource collection point! If they move a little further east, they will find our construction site! ”

"Maybe they've found out, but they're just busy digging and don't have time right now." A veteran of the Marine Corps made a reasonable assumption.

"Let's do it! And there is nothing polite about them! The longer it drags on, the harder this bone becomes," the adjutant of the Marine Corps put his fist on the table, "the ten-kilometer range is already dangerous, and we can't let them continue." ”

Kindness does not mean weakness.

Moreover, since they were members of the Legion, there was no need to spare hands against the organized marauders.

Lu Yang was not an indecisive person, and after pinching his chin and thinking for a moment, after weighing the pros and cons, he made a decision in only three seconds.

"Offensive at eight o'clock in the evening!"

The Legion has very little high-tech equipment, and the blackest technology is only individual nuclear bomb launchers and laser rifles, which are mainly equipped with elite troops.

As for these people, it is obvious that they are still far from the elite, and it is estimated that there are only some recoilless guns or bazookas, not to mention any self-guided rockets, and there may not even be wire guides.

The Marines of the Pioneer Corps not only have strong power armor, but also have helmet-eyepieces that integrate night vision and thermal imaging functions, and there is also air support for fixed-wing small aircraft in the sky.

When it gets dark, beat them as blind!

Lu Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the big screen.

"Since they refuse to communicate."

"Then teach them to speak human language with a caliber!"

……

Action camps.

Players who went to the northern city to pick up trash are returning from the construction site with a smile and a smile to change shifts with Africans and newcomers who have arrived from the outpost.

Standing in the middle of the camp, looking at the vast sea of people returning in the distance, quitting smoking and tearing his throat, shouting excitedly.

"Group leader! Fang Chang! Wind! Night Ten! Where are you? ”

After shouting for a while, it didn't take long for four little players who seemed to have come out of a coal kiln to come up and pat him on the shoulder with a grin.

"Yes, man, you're finally here."

Quit smoking: "Hey, it's all tears when you talk too much!" Who are you? ”

Fang Chang smiled and said, "I'm Fang Chang!" The one who doesn't shave is Lao Bai, the one next to him is the most sassy one is Night Ten, and the sullen one is the wind. ”

Night Ten Hippie smiled and said, "I don't agree! What is Lao Tzu's most sassy? Isn't the sassiest thing about the wind? Don't look at this forced person who usually doesn't speak, and he can get to the first echelon with the intelligence department, isn't this enough to show how obscene he is? ”

Tempest: "Fuck off." ”

Lao Bai went up and patted the shoulder of the quit smoking, and said with a hearty smile.

"It's not easy for you! I remember when you made a reservation in version 0.1, right? At that time, it should be the best appointment, there are more and more people in the back, and it is more difficult to arrange! ”

Quit smoking with an excited face: "Hey, it's all tears when you talk too much!" I really watched the reservation threshold change from 10 questions to 100 questions, and I drew 7 times in a row, and I didn't hit once, and I was about to crack. ”

Lao Bai sighed: "It's okay, you're not the only African, haven't you seen that many old brothers on the forum have started to update the "Queuing Diary", the game's closed beta qualification is indeed a little less, and it should be much better when the closed beta begins. ”

"Actually, it's quite a lot," Fang Chang said with a smile, "Which game company can give players so many devices on credit for free?" It's already 400 helmets, right? Everyone is in a hurry.,The main thing is that the completion of this game is a bit high.,It's only been a bug for so long to run into a bug.,To be honest, I'm quite surprised.。 ”

Ye Shi laughed and said, "Brother Guang said, I'm working overtime at this moment, even if you lick me, I can't hear what you're talking about." ”

Fang Chang: "Gan! Is your dad that kind of person! ”

Lao Bai's right hand rested on the shoulder of quitting smoking.

"No, quit smoking brother, we're going back to the outpost in a while, there's still a book over there that hasn't been brushed. Two days ago, Fuji Fuji pointed out the weaving technique, and with so many people waiting to change armor in the back, the demand for the devil's moth's cocoon will definitely go up. It just so happens that the task has been completed, and we plan to take some time to bring down the B1 floor of the greenhouse ruins. ”

"You can follow the army for a while, first familiarize yourself with the operation, the process of this game is quite simple."

"When you get back to the outpost, we'll take you to level up!"

When I heard that I had thighs to take myself, I immediately nodded happily when I quit smoking, and my face was smiling.

"Okay, big guy! I must move the bricks well, get the equipment out first, and make sure that I don't lag behind! ”

Night Eleven's face sighed.

"You're a little lucky to be a newcomer this time, and you're catching up with the expansion pack as soon as it comes out, and it's a big expansion pack with a new map! As soon as you get the reward of this expansion, you will graduate directly from the novice village in situ. Like us, we had to build our own stoves to burn cement, burn iron, and fight with bows, arrows, and spears. ”

"Yes, compared with the 'Land Boat', 'Winter is Coming' is a younger brother, with or without equipment, without food, without even a PV to draw cakes, and with a brick Ula." Fang Chang also sighed with emotion, "Your wave is simply a natural choice, and you have everything as soon as you come out." ”

Quit smoking embarrassedly touched his nose and said with a smile.

"Low-key, hehe...... When you say that, I suddenly feel like I'm lucky. ”

Night Ten said with a smile.

"Is your heart full of gratitude?"

"That's a must!"

At this moment, there was a sudden rolling thunder in the distance.

The five friends of the herd of cattle and horses looked towards the north in unison, wondering what was going on behind the snow curtain.

However, at this moment, Ye Shi's face suddenly changed slightly.

The omen of crisis that came to his mind made him shout almost instinctively.

"Lie down!"

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(Update at eleven o'clock in the next chapter!) October 10,000 2/30! ）