The northern part of the province of the river valley.

The cold north wind is howling, and the snow is drifting like a knife.

As far as the eye can see, countless craters are crawling all over the cracked earth, and the whole wasteland is like something has been plowed over, and it is full of messes.

Under every inch of soil, there are charred corpses. On the gentle hill not far away, a burning lion flag was obliquely planted—

That's the banner of the Legion!

Ten days ago, the Legion Expeditionary Force, which was in a stalemate with the Great Rift Valley, launched the first offensive of the winter against the Great Rift Valley.

This sudden cold winter has brought the physical strength and spirit of both sides to the limit, and everyone knows in their hearts that the decisive moment has come.

General Klaas, who had been in a lot of battles, made a decisive move, seized the opportunity of the blizzard, and took advantage of the harsh natural weather to launch a general attack on the weakening of the Aegis system.

His judgment was correct.

Unfortunately, while the blizzard did affect the performance of the Aegis system, it did not weaken the defenders' will to defend.

The drone's aerial bombs rained down on the battlefield like the scythe of death, and the artillery of the legion returned fire not to be outdone, covering the light and heavy armored units and the light infantry scattered all over the mountains. In the short period of more than 10 kilometers, I saw batches of 10,000 troops filling in batches, but not a single one returned.

The entire battlefield turned into a brutal meat grinder.

Both sides paid heavy casualties, but the cost was significantly higher on the Legion's side.

The distant cannon sounded again, like a beating war drum, but anyone could hear it, and the oil in the drum was gone.

A man in a navy blue military uniform was awakened by the sound of artillery.

He shook his head, spat the mud from his mouth, and struggled to get up from the ground.

Ten minutes ago, as the commander of the Ten, he was ordered to lead a squad of twenty light infantry to fill the gap in the defenses.

His commander did not give him a specific battle order, only one sentence - "no retreat", and he was pushed out.

When he opened his eyes again, the flaming flag was already hundreds of meters away from him. Looking around, there were no living people in sight, only the snow had been dried up.

He looked down and saw the swaying trouser legs and the half of his intestines peeking out of his abdomen.

Unable to hold back the fear in his heart any longer, he dropped his rifle and fell into the mud, letting out a baby-like cry.

Similar scenes can be seen everywhere in this land.

At this moment, dozens of kilometers behind him, on the plain leading to the northwestern part of the river valley province, a convoy retreating westward was suffering a devastating blow.

They intended to retreat westward, but the two power armored formations, having broken through the northern defense zone, quickly intercepted them.

Steel is burning, and there are only a handful of survivors.

A power armor with a searchlight on its shoulder is dragging a bloodied man out of the wreckage of an off-road vehicle.

"I can pay...... Ransom. He was missing a tooth and his left eye was covered in blood, but he could barely speak, "We lost...... I give up. ”

Failure is not terrible.

He has been racing all his life, and not every battle can be won.

However, the power armor ignored him, compared the holographic information, and then looked at his comrades on the side.

"It's him, the leader of the expeditionary force, Klaas."

"Are you sure it's not a clone or something like that?"

"Not sure, but does it matter?"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Oh, yes.

Does it matter?

The Legion's strength in the province of the river valley has been destroyed, and they have annihilated hundreds of thousands of troops, leaving the dead fleeing.

What if there was only one bare-bones left?

The power armor looked back at the man he was holding in his hand, and shook the aging flesh and blood like a chicken.

"There's a Deadclaw's lair nearby."

"Great, those little ones must be hungry."

"They're going to love this gift."

Hearing the conversation of the crowd, Klaas's face changed with a hint of panic, and his dry hands grasped the steel that clamped his neck, and struggled in vain.

"Kill me...... Legion, no, let you go! ”

Klaas felt breathless.

The man looked at him mockingly, staring into his eyes.

"Then let them come."

"There are no cowards in the land of the valley."

……

The sky was overcast.

The sparse noise disturbed the peace outside the east gate of the long farm, and the young guard standing on the fence gave a tired look to his comrades who had come to change shifts.

"You're finally here."

The horse-faced guard approached, holding an iron tea jar with boiling water in his hand, and glanced out of the fence.

His name was Liudin and he was the adjutant of the wrench.

Before, his name was actually Rivet, but the manager who loved to name people changed it for him, and he happily accepted it.

"Was there anything wrong with last night?"

"No," Lu Bei shook his head and put the gun on his back, "I stared at them all night, and I couldn't see anything unusual except that they were snoring loudly...... I'll leave it to you, I'll have to catch up on sleep. ”

He was the youngest member of the Outpost Guard, having just turned fourteen last month, but he looked like an adult anymore.

In the Guard, age or birth are not an issue, and the only thing that the managers demand from them is loyalty and honesty. Although he was the youngest, Lu Bei felt that he met this standard better than anyone else.

Long without a family, he unconditionally believes in saving him from the marauders' dungeons. Not to mention standing guard, he was even willing to die for him.

"Go and rest, kid, I'll leave it to me."

Liu Ding patted the young guard on the shoulder, and after watching him leave, he rested the iron tea jar on the icy concrete bunker.

Looking at the camp of the outcasts, he removed the Arbiter rifle from his back and stared in that direction meticulously.

Some of the homeless people came out of the camp to collect firewood, while others set up pots and threw snow into them to boil.

The man named Jiuli was directing them, and seemed to keep everything in order, but Liu Ding was not optimistic that he would be able to control these people.

Unlike the nomadic tribe of Iron Axe, Liu Ding could tell from experience that these people were not in a group.

Whether it is the distribution or orientation of the shacks, as well as the location of the fire, it indicates that there are at least four or more groups in it...... Maybe more.

On the other hand, the prisoners of war were also driven out to collect firewood, and the fuel demand of the entire long-term farm surged several times.

According to Luca Sr., they had to build two more charcoal-burning kilns to keep the fuel balance. The prisoners of war of those legions should be outside collecting firewood all day.

Keeping in mind the instructions of the manager, Liu Ding tightened the heavy rifle in his hand to cheer himself up.

"I hope there's no mess."

……

Outpost.

The little fish, who came to the surface early, quietly built a snowman on the square in front of the sanatorium while the bank was not open and everyone was not online.

Although it may not be a pointless thing to do, and the snowman she built is not pretty, she still wants to do something for the people who keep the shelter safe.

[Go on today's adventure too!] 】

On the snowman's belly hangs a wooden sign with a crooked line written on it, which she has recently learned.

It's finally done.

Patting the snow off his gloves, the little fish jumped back two steps, looked at his masterpiece with sparkling eyes, and gave a thumbs up in satisfaction.

"Yes, yes, the little fish is great."

Imitating the tone of the manager, he praised himself, and Xiaoyu slipped away in a good mood.

After a while, players went online.

Seeing the snowman in the square and the crooked words written on the sign, countless little players suddenly felt their hearts melt.

“！！！”

"Woo woo, this snowman! It must have been little Klee who piled it up for me! ”

"Crooked, demon spirit? It's time for the end of the year to rush to the results, and I helped you find a change. State. ”

"I feel so full of strength that I can even beat a claw crab!"

"Claw crab? That's not just a matter of having hands! ”

"Good brother, let's go!"

"Hehe, it must have been Xiaoyu to encourage me to pile up. Don't worry, my sister will pay attention to safety, and I will make you delicious mushroom soup when I come back! As if that weren't enough, Raven took a beautiful large mushroom out of his pocket and carefully made a nose for the snowman.

"Wait for me! I think there's something missing! ”

Seeing the crow's movements, Fujito clapped his hands as if he thought of something, turned around and ran to the hut to get a scarf, and came back and hung it around the snowman's neck.

"Ness!" Fujito touched his chin with satisfaction, nodded proudly and said, "This looks much better!" ”

Carrying the freshly made rocket, the mosquito laughed and wanted to join in the fun, but before he reached the square, he was pressed to the ground by a group of enthusiastic young players and ate a mouthful of snow.

"What are you doing! My rocket! That's my rocket! ”

"Gan! You give money! ”

Xia Yan, who yawned, went to the third floor with Xiaoqi in his arms.

Glancing at the square outside the window, the players who were screaming early in the morning, she couldn't help but complain.

"I really envy them, they are so energetic early in the morning."

"Xiaoqi was also full of enthusiasm until he was carried upstairs by a strange woman."

Xia Yan glared at the wastepaper basket.

"What do you mean, it's wrong for me to help you up?"

Xiaoqi's camera didn't look at her.

"Xiaoqi doesn't want to talk to you today, please come back tomorrow."

"I'm rare!"

What a problem!

Rolling his eyes, Xia Yan turned around and went downstairs to open the weapon shop.

Today's Vault 404 is as lively as yesterday, and the energetic little players go out early in the morning to work.

As for Chu Guang, of course, he was not idle.

As a planner, he knew very well that he couldn't always crouch in front of the computer and peep at the screen, but still had to do some planning and do what he should do.

For example, to give players more benefits.

Iron and Steel Plant No. 81.

Standing next to a machine that covers an area of about six or seven square meters, Chu Guang looked up and down, and said after a while.

"It's called...... Punch? ”

"Yes, Honorable Administrator! It's a little rudimentary, but it's not bad at all," Brother Toilet said with a smile, "By the way, this is my graduation project...... Although it may not be clear to you what a graduation project is. ”

Chu Guangxin said that you really took me for a fool, but he didn't say anything, and his expression didn't change at all.

NPCs are good for this.

If you don't want to deal with people, you won't care, if you don't want to explain, you won't explain, and no one will feel rude, which is much more comfortable than doing sales.

Brother Levine also said with a smile.

"That's right! The principle of the punch press is actually the same, circular motion turns to linear motion. We designed a set of electric motors to drive the flywheel, and the clutch drives the gears, crankshafts, and connecting rods to push the slider for processing. The maximum impulse is average, and it is a bit difficult to build an engine, but there is no problem in making AK parts. The only trouble is that the quality of the lubricant is not good, we use birch chrysanthemum terpenic acid and turpentine...... Anyway, it's active at the moment, so let's take a look at it later. ”

Brother Toilet Suo: "What AK! It's LD! ”

Brother Levine was embarrassed to say, "Yes, yes, hehe, I forgot." ”

To be honest, Chu Guang not only felt that this machine was shabby, but even felt that it had exploded.

In other words, are the parts used in this machine really cut out of his machine tool?

It's too much of a punishment!

Next to the punch, there is also a hot punching machine, which is used to make seamless steel pipes.

The fired steel is sent underneath the rolls to be pressed into rods, then fixed to a fixture, pierced, cut off, cooled with a motor-driven head, sent to a table to be rifled with a boring cutter.

Next to the workbench, you can see a batch of steel pipes and casing parts that have been produced, which are the orders that Chu Guang asked them to complete before.

"Are these two devices easy to operate?"

"Very convenient!" Brother Levin patted his chest and said, "Manager, if you still want to produce something, just leave it to us, our products are guaranteed to satisfy you!" ”

Chu Guang looked at the two of them approvingly and nodded with satisfaction.

"You're doing a great job!"

"With these weapons, we have more confidence to survive in this world!"

The check he wrote before can finally be cashed now!

Mission accomplished!

Both of them received a reminder at the same time and immediately opened the VM to take a look.

Looking at the final payment on the corporate account, Brother Levin and Brother Toilet Suo invariably showed excited expressions on their faces.

Get rich!

Chu Guang quickly placed a new order for them, and then asked the warehouse manager to come over and accept the batch of goods and take them to the warehouse.

The assembly can be handed over to Boss Xia.

She has plenty of tools there, and if the parts are not accurate enough to fit in, she can handle them a little bit, which won't be difficult.

However, Chu Guang felt that this worry should be superfluous, after all, the mold of the stamping machine was cut out with a "magnetic confinement plasma CNC machine".

Not accurate enough?

Inexistent!

As for the error in principle caused by mechanical movement, that thing has little effect.

Watching Xia Yan assemble the gun, Chu Guang excitedly held it in his hand and played with it for a while, then loaded the magazine and took it to the shooting range at the west gate to test the gun.

First a few shots, then a shuttle sweep.

The caliber of 7mm is slightly smaller than the 7.62mm used by AK, but the length of the 50mm cartridge case can be stuffed with more charges, and the penetration is still very sufficient.

It's easy to deal with people and xenos!

"This performance is okay," Xia Yan glanced at Chu Guang in surprise and said, "I didn't expect you to design weapons?" ”

"I don't have that ability."

"That's?"

Chu Guang said after a little thought.

You can simply think of it as...... We have a place to chat, where a lot of people are very idle, and they will raise the bar and quarrel when they have nothing to do, and then they will quarrel, and some drawings will come out of nowhere. ”

To be honest, he himself is no less fishing.

Xia Yan was stunned.

"Is the bar for you to quarrel so high......

"On the contrary, there is no threshold. It's precisely because there is no threshold that everyone has it," Chu Guang faded out of the empty magazine, and said with a fluttering eyebrow, "No matter what, how about this gun?" How does it compare to the Drone X-2 assault rifle in Boulder? ”

Xia Yan glanced at him and said, "What I'm talking about can be compared to iron-barreled rifles, do you expect to compare the things made by small workshops with guns made in big factories?" ”

Chu Guang smiled disappreciatively.

"The experience of production is summed up in practice, and it will always get better slowly."

Wait for the players to die a few more times, won't this experience come?

"That said, it's really good to be the first generation." Picking up a cooled bullet case from the ground, Xia Yan touched his chin and looked at it for a while, "I'll help you see how to improve it." ”

There was no sound for a long time.

Xia Yan turned his head and saw Chu Guang looking at him with a surprised face, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and said in a low voice.

"Any questions?"

"Nope."

Chu Guang shook his head.

It's a little strange, but it's true.

This guy has been getting more and more diligent lately, and it's like a different person.

Attracted by the gunfire at the west gate, nearby players looked curiously and whispered with interest.

"There's a plot!"

"Scythe! It's a scythe! Hahaha, it's finally out! ”

"Gan! I'm talking about the plot of the manager and the proprietress of the weapon shop! Didn't anyone pay attention to her eyes? Brother Mole, you know what I mean. ”

"Fuck off, what does it have to do with me? Do you want to make me banned? ”

"Tsk, this mole has lost his dream."

"Bake it."

“%￥#@！”