All right.

After listening to Lu Yang's explanation, Chu Guang realized that it was a false alarm.

Those 2,000 were clones, and they were mass-produced.

According to Lu Yang, the black technology mastered by the Legion can produce a clone that develops eight times faster than normal humans, and this kind of clone is not only cheap to maintain, fast to get out of the cabin, but also can form combat effectiveness in only 2 years after leaving the cabin.

Unlike other clones, they either stay in the jar for a year and a half and come out after reaching the desired biological age, or they develop from the age of 0 like normal babies.

The clones of the Legion are almost impeccable when used as cannon fodder, their morale is far stronger than that of the average Marauder, and with the support of the Legion industry, their equipment is not too stretched, at least better than the Marauders.

The only flaw is that two years is not enough time for them to build a full mind, and these clones are usually driven by fear and pain, relying on the instincts of beasts to fight.

The vast majority of them can only be used as light infantry, and only a few veterans are able to operate slightly more complex equipment, and there is no need to expect much efficiency and accuracy.

As a result, the legion usually needed a large number of junior officers to command or drive these cannon fodder, and occasionally enslaved ordinary survivors to serve as coolies and build complex fortifications.

The real backbone of the Legion was the huge junior officers, who were the Centurion on the battlefield and the petty slave owners off the battlefield.

For an average of ten to twenty clone light infantry, a ten-captain is required to command. Only a handful of legions that believe in the "crowd tactics" army doctrine can achieve a ratio of 10 commanders to clone light infantry of 1:50 or even 1:100, relying on a large number of weapons to crush the opponent's defenses.

Don't doubt it.

1000 clones are definitely cheaper than 1 power armor.

According to Lujan, even in pre-war utopian societies, there was no technology that would allow clones to have a complete and mature mind in a short period of time.

And when Chu Guang asked if there was a clone that "only takes a month to cultivate and has a complete mind", Lu Yang looked at him in disbelief.

"Impossible! Producing a clone with a full mind in a month? If there were, wouldn't it be more convenient than a machine? I've come all the way from the East Coast, and I've heard a lot of weird things, but I've never heard of anything like that. ”

"People are the cells of society, and you can't completely detach yourself from society to create a person who can adapt to society. Even we need to provide our employees with basic education and induction training, and select the best people from the lower ranks and displaced and indigenous people through examinations. ”

"As for technology, at most it is to speed up the process, from the original ten or twenty years to five or eight years, and the mind must be built little by little at the stage of brain development, which is not as simple as inserting a memory module into the computer."

"If someone tells you that there is technology that allows a clone to have a full mind in just one month, you're either a lunatic or a liar."

After listening to Lu Yang's resolute speech, Chu Guang couldn't help but fall into silence, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

I understand the reasoning.

But what are my players?

……

Before leaving, Lu Yang solemnly promised Chu Guang that he would compensate the injured workers and the families of the victims, and that he would strike hard at eight o'clock tonight on the marauders who called themselves legions!

The First Pioneer Corps will not tolerate anyone who dares to provoke them and harm their allies!

Perhaps in order to appease the allies, Lu Yang even told Chu Guang the specific time of the operation.

To be honest, this helped Chu Guang a lot.

Two thousand.

These people can't fight with burning sticks, can they?

No matter how bad the equipment is, the active substance is a good thing......

After Lu Yang left, Chu Guang turned around and returned to the center of the camp.

The dead and wounded have already been sent away.

Old Luca, who had handled the corpses for himself, knew something inside, so he calmly covered the faces of the dead and seriously injured with something, so that the people on the Trailblazer could not see their faces clearly, and let the guards carry them back.

The players are very sensible and know that they are on the stretcher, and this bug must be stuck, so they all look like they are dying, and they are motionless on the stretcher.

Later, the screen was simply blacked out.

It was the players who didn't die that stomped in anger and yelled.

"Gan! Why is it that two pieces of shrapnel are fatally wounded in his stomach, isn't he still able to speak! It's not the head that hurts! ”

Of the 11 wounded, three died of serious injuries, and including the two who died on the spot, the shelling killed a total of five people.

It's not just a number, it's 5 families behind it, and everyone who knows them well......

The surrounding medical staff in the logistics department were silent.

Only if he was venting his sadness, he took the stones on the ground for the hateful villains ten kilometers away.

At this time, it is better to leave him alone for a while.

As for the other eight injured people, their wounds have largely healed after their treatment.

Looking at Chu Guang who came from the entrance of the camp, Witt took the initiative to look for him, saying that the captain had already contacted him just now, and the pension would be paid to them later.

At the same time, he also brought a piece of bad news -

The afternoon collection schedule was cancelled.

"Scrapped? Why? Looking at Werther, who looked dumbfounded, Chu Guang immediately came back to his senses and explained in righteous words, "I mean, aren't those marauders who call themselves legions in the northwest?" I've heard that our site is on the north side. ”

The more we have to fight, the more we can't stop production!

You can shoot out half a catty of working fluid with a shuttle, and don't you have a little bit of pressure on your working fluid consumption rate?

When fighting mutants before, Chu Guang had people recover their warheads and calculated, they fired tungsten steel bullets with a mass of 9g.

A shuttle is calculated according to 30 rounds, there must be half a catty!

Witt hesitated, "That being said, it's hard not to attract their attention because the distance between the Elm District and our resource collection point is only 5 kilometers in a straight line...... In order to reduce unnecessary casualties, the advice of our section chief is that we hope that you can withdraw temporarily to avoid accidental injuries during the battle. ”

When he said this, Werther's mood was also very complicated.

They certainly want to continue producing.

But you can't expect something like this to happen and risk their allies' lives to pick up trash for them, right?

It's better to give people some time to grieve for a while and deal with the aftermath.

The front foot is dead, and the back foot is urging people to work, even their section chief who picks the door can't do it.

Chu Guang didn't have any objections to the matter of the pension, but when he heard that the collection plan for the afternoon had actually been canceled, and he was going to let his people retreat, his mood was not so beautiful in an instant.

MMP！

Is it easy for him to make some foreign exchange?

Without money, how can you improve the gaming experience for players? You can't let them move bricks and burn cement for a lifetime.

If this is withdrawn, the light industry wool harvesting plan that he has managed to lay out will also be affected, and this is only a trivial matter, the key is that his players will not be able to understand the content of the expansion.

I'm afraid of wool!

You don't coax it, you coax a ball.

Isn't it right to come out of the forest on the other side?

dragged into the city to fight in the streets, it is not certain who will beat whom.

However, Werther misunderstood the expression on Chu Guang's face, thinking that he was grieving for the residents of the shelter who were killed, and his expression couldn't help but carry a hint of self-reproach.

"We're sorry for this happening, no one expected it...... They actually hid two howitzers. ”

"It's not your fault, you don't have to apologize, it's the shameless people who suddenly fired at us that should be paid."

Chu Guang's heart moved slightly, his heavy expression remained unchanged, he shook his head lightly, and walked away from Werther's side.

Under the latter's surprised gaze, he stepped in front of the players, raised his voice, and said loudly.

"A group of marauders, calling themselves the Legion, invaded our homeland from the north, and they tried to bring us to our knees with artillery shells without declaring war."

"This is a shameful sneak attack!"

The players fell silent and looked in the direction of the manager.

Trigger the plot?

Coming on a mission?

Responding to the pair of expectant eyes, Chu Guang continued in a loud and resolute voice.

"The inhabitants of Vault 404 will not give in, and the blood of our compatriots will not be shed in vain."

"We'll let them know the price of us off!"

Almost at the same time, all the players with VMs on the scene invariably received a mission pop-up.

[Mission: Blood Debt and Blood Repayment!] 】

……

The south entrance of the camp of operations.

Looking at the blue coats retreating to the south, the two Logistics Section employees whispered to each other.

"The blue coats are gone?"

"It should be, I heard that in order to avoid casualties, our section chief asked them to avoid it first."

"Day...... Won't you be able to eat steamed buns tomorrow? ”

"You know how to eat!"

"You didn't eat less! But speaking of which...... Why do some of them have VMs and some don't? ”

"I don't know, not all blue coats carry that thing, do they?"

"Well, I just think it's a little weird, because it's the ones who go with VMs. Those who didn't wear VMs stayed in the camp. ”

"Shhh...... It's really strange that you say that. ”

The two employees of the logistics department were puzzled, and after thinking about it, they didn't think that this was something that needed to be reported, so they didn't pay attention to it.

In fact, the blue coats with VMs did go.

But this is not a retreat.

Instead, go back and copy the guy, ready to fuck him!

Twenty kilometers back and forth does not stop the player's determination to complete the mission. The heavy snow falling in the sky could not extinguish the blood boiling in their hearts.

Legion, yes?

It doesn't matter who you are, if you dare to blow up Lao Tzu, you have to die!

Blood debt and blood repayment!

A group of people returned to the shelter in a menacing manner.

In addition to picking up the bound rifle, all the young players who took over the task also went to the warehouse to receive a woven bag according to the requirements of the task.

When searching abandoned construction sites, the warehouse stocked up with bags made of polymers.

Players who have been scavenging streams have used it instead of backpacks to hold the trash they have picked up, and now it's just right for loot!

If not.

Then pretend to be yourself!

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the shelter was unexpectedly tragic for a while. Looking at their inventory, many players are hesitating what to bring to the battlefield.

Fang Chang also fell into a similar trouble.

Daybreak is undoubtedly the best choice, with explosive arrows that can kill targets behind cover, and armor-piercing arrows that can even pierce through some light armor.

The problem, however, ......

The difficulty of this battle is probably not small.

Even if you bind your equipment, there is no guarantee that you will be able to bring it back in good condition.

Lao Bai, who was standing next to him and checking the equipment, saw the hesitation in his partner's eyes, stretched out his right hand and put it on his shoulder, and said with a smile.

"Don't grind, take it if you want."

Fang Chang shook his head and said cautiously.

"The big guy pooled money to buy it, to be honest, this battle will definitely be much more difficult than when I fought the Bloody Hand Clan, and I'm not sure I can bring it back."

The death penalty in this game is a bit heavy.

In the past, when everyone's pockets were cleaner than their faces, they didn't feel anything, but now, as the game progressed further, Fang Chang felt more and more that the loss of equipment was the biggest punishment compared to deducting that silver coin and three days of resurrection CD.

Therefore, he must carefully calculate the benefits and risks, and what tasks to bring and what equipment to bring.

Expecting that Fang Chang would say this, Lao Bai grinned and patted him on the shoulder.

"The equipment is bought for use, and the shrinking has the meaning of a ball. Isn't the point of the game to do what you want to do but don't dare to do in reality? Don't carry so much burden. Although the big guy pooled the money to buy it for you, they all said that they bought it for you, so don't think it's ours! If you don't think you need it, so you don't bring it, then I'm fine. But if you're afraid of losing it, you don't use it, then it's better to fight with a bow and arrow and a spear and count the ball. ”

Ye Shi smiled and came over: "That's it, I'm afraid of a ball!" Are you going to die there? I don't want to die! This bug hasn't been dealt with.,If you're dead, I don't know how many days OB will have to go.,Let those budding newcomers send it.,I have to live to the end! Anyway, I'll have to get some loot back! ”

Tempest coughed lightly: "Don't say anything about whether you will die or not, don't forget, we have to avenge the quitting brother." ”

Lao Bai laughed and said: "That's right, avenge the quitting brother!" I almost forgot about the wind without mentioning it. ”

Night Ten: "That's it! Our quit smoking brother finally got the qualification to go online, and he killed the plot without experiencing anything, so he had to do something special! ”

Fang Chang's heart was moved by the encouraging eyes of his partners, and a smile appeared on his face, and he finally stopped hesitating.

"Well, what the hell!"

……

In the shelter.

Fang Chang is not hesitating, at this moment, [WC really has mosquitoes], but he is still hesitating in his heart.

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally sighed and went down to the B2 floor.

Since the end of the Winter Expansion Pack, the Trash-King hasn't been out of the Vault. Still, he goes online regularly, doing push-ups and squats in the hall.

In his words, this can be upgraded, anyway, the exercise in the game is not as tiring as in reality, and you can't sleep if you don't go online, so it's better to find something to do.

The big guys didn't believe it at first.

It really took him up a notch.

After that upgrade, the garbage gentleman was excited like a two-hundred-pound child, and he also went to the forum to update a strategy, created a fitness game, and became the first person in "Wasteland OL" to kill the iron stream, and the "tree cutting demon scared man" Midnight chicken killing brother can be called a pair of sleeping dragons and phoenix chicks.

By the way, since he didn't do the task, it costs money to eat, so it was mosquitoes that raised him during this time.

Of course, the money is borrowed, just like when buying land.

Looking at the lizard practicing squats in the corner, the mosquito coughed lightly.

"Are you planning to take the squat to level 99?"

The garbage gentleman looked up with a look of surprise.

"Huh? Why are you back? ”

Mosquito: "Mission, come back and get equipment." ”

"Oh, I got it too," Trash-kun nodded, with an envious expression on his face, "I really envy you guys, you can roll in the snow, the last time I went out to fight-"

"It's the last time, right?" Brother Mosquito comforted, "Don't worry, we are all normal people, even if we can go out, we won't roll in the snow, at most we will do tasks, eat barbecue, and come to a bowl of mushroom soup when we are thirsty, listen to the trash talk of the proprietress and watch the cute and serious little fish count the money-"

"Gan! Are you here to show off?! The garbage gentleman looked sad and angry, but because his face was too ugly, the grief and anger were not obvious.

Mosquito said with a smile.

"Not really...... In fact, I'm here to tell you the good news. ”

“…… No bad news? ”

"Yes, but it doesn't matter."

“？？？”

Not paying attention to the alert expression on Jun's face, the mosquito coughed lightly and continued with a serious expression.

"Some time ago, didn't I help Fuji design a steam engine?"

The garbage gentleman nodded vigorously.

"I know, I saw Fujito complain about you on the forum, saying that you only care about playing with yourself, and what you make is not what she imagined at all-"

"That's not the point!" Mosquito interrupted him without hesitation, "The point is, after I exchanged experiences with Brother Toilet So, I improved the steelmaking process, and we can now cast lighter and more durable boilers!" Speaking of which, how much strength do you have? ”

"I'm at level 4 now...... There are 14 points of power," Junk's expression hesitated slightly, and suddenly he understood something, and his eyes widened, "Wait, do you want to-"

Seeing that the good brother understood himself so well, a smile appeared on the mosquito's face.

"I need you to carry 40 kilograms of heavy armor, 10 kilograms of boiler and 60 liters of boiling water, and rush into the forest in what you think is the most ferocious position, jump into the trenches, and tear apart the enemies in front of you! Or just pour boiling water into their faces! Kill them by any means you can think of! ”

The mosquito stared at him with bright eyes.

"Art is an explosion!"

"I often think that the explosion is not powerful enough to produce effective damage...... And now I have a new idea! ”

"Will you be my spark!"

……

7 p.m.

Next to the Trailblazer's steel platform, 10 power armor units have been assembled.

In addition to this, there are 15 light infantry wearing exoskeletons, and 5 mechanical dogs carrying a hive of a dual-loaded drone.

All were in high spirits.

Even a four-legged mechanical dog is rubbing against the metal soles of its feet.

Standing at the front, Lujan armed with a Gauss rifle and wearing burly alloy heavy armor, was making the final pre-battle mobilization for his men.

That's pretty much all the ground armament that can be dispatched on board the Trailblazer.

As for the four-wheeled off-road vehicle, because it does not play much role in the complex jungle and ruins mixed terrain, it is easy to be set on fire by the other party when it breaks down in the snow pit, so it is better not to bring it.

Anyway, there are exoskeletons, and the light infantry can carry enough ammunition to fight this battle, and the mobility will not be too bad.

Although compared to the Legion, they do have a slight numerical inferiority.

But it's not a big problem.

In addition to the one running on the ground, there is also a light fixed-wing drone in the sky, carrying 600 rounds of electromagnetic acceleration mass bombs, two 50-kilogram yield metal hydrogen high-explosive bombs, and a tactical nuclear bomb with adjustable yield and a maximum of 10 tons on standby.

Air supremacy is entirely on their side!

At the same time, in the forest more than a dozen kilometers away.

Sitting in a darkened makeshift command post, Vanus was quietly facing an old paper map.

The map is densely packed with dots, like chess pieces on a sandbox.

Nothing can be seen here due to the lack of access to light sources.

However, it doesn't matter.

Although there was silence in the communication channel and information about the enemy was pitch black, there was no panic in Vanus's heart.

This wasn't the first time he had fought an asymmetrical war, and in the year he and his men had already learned the power of technology in the year they had fought the Rift Valley.

But so what?

They are the crystallization of technology in their own right.

The ultimate quantity is also a kind of quality.

All deployments have been completed.

He believed that his men would bring him the glory of victory.

At this moment, a light lit up in the distance, a mushroom cloud rose from the flat ground, and the shock wave of the explosion even faintly rushed to the door of the tent.

The communication signal in the radio station is like a candle in the wind, intermittent, under the influence of the electromagnetic pulse, emitting a noisy electric sound.

Ruhu's calm pupils finally took on a hint of frenzy, and Vanus stood up from his chair and propped his fists on the map.

"It's finally here!"

Explosions rang out one after another, and the muzzle flames and explosions ignited the edges of the forest and the ruins.

At the orders of the Centurion, the clone light infantryman who was crawling in the trench pressed the needle with his thumb and injected an anti-radiation agent into the blood vessels.

The scorching light scorched their backs, scorched the sides of their faces, their skin began to rot, their bone marrow was necrosis, their organs were failing, and their mouths were like a lump of rusty iron—

But even that wasn't enough for them to die right away.

Even in the split second, hundreds of them had died, but it wasn't enough to shake them. The sting of the ants on the back of their necks constantly awakens the memories of fear in their brains.

Don't turn back!

No retreat!

"Fire!!"

Orange-yellow ballistics weave a web over the forest and ruins, and the collision of steel and flesh plays a prelude under the snowy night.

Under the cover of UAVs, power armor and exoskeleton infantry, as well as quadcopter UAVs, are like a sharp armored spearhead stabbed into the flank ribs of the legion.

The line of defense is torn apart in an instant, like a toppled snowman.

However, the Legion is clearly not a dry meal either.

Clone light infantry swooped down, bazookas weaving through the silent forest and ruins, and debris was blown everywhere with fragmentation grenades thrown from grenadiers.

The snow was stained red with fire.

The night burns in the north wind.

Lu Yang's face was solemn, and he turned off the night vision function of the helmet while changing the barrel, because it was no longer needed.

What no one knows.

At this moment, a group of blue coats carrying long guns and short cannons are quietly approaching from the east side of the battlefield under the cover of night......