Chapter 216: The New Awakened and the Preparation for War
These days, Chu Guang's luck is very good.
As of the 10th day of the wartime regulations, his young players had created a total of 371 bonus points for him, which was a bit more than he expected.
It stands to reason that as the winter continues and the blizzards continue, the player's range of activity should decrease.
However, the completion of daily tasks has not diminished in the slightest.
In addition to being moved in his heart, Chu Guang couldn't help but make up his mind that he must make good use of the wealth created for him by his little players.
Considering that the medicine is temporarily sufficient, except for the three advanced blind boxes, the remaining 71 reward points Chu Guang have all been exchanged for the primary blind boxes.
It's not that I still believe in metaphysics.
The main reason is that Chu Guang had a boring single draw before, and he opened a bag of high-yield rice seeds.
That was the second time he had opened the seeds from the blind box after cotton seeds.
Chu Guang didn't say a word, and immediately used the bag of seeds in the soilless planting unit that had just harvested a batch of cabbage to carry out breeding operations.
As for which of these rice seeds drawn out and those rice seeds sent away for free in the B3 layer has a higher yield, we will know when the time comes.
Continuing to talk about the results of this lottery, although no seeds were drawn, they were also quite gratifying.
71 bonus points, in addition to 25 lollipops, 15 chocolate bars and 8 boxes of canned meat, there are actually 10 packets of 500g of salt, 8 bottles of soy sauce, 2 bottles of vinegar and 3 bags of cornmeal weighing 3 catties.
Although these supplies cannot fundamentally solve the food crisis, they are undoubtedly a boon for those small players who open stores.
There's a new spice to use.
Epic enhancements for life pro gamers!
The other three high-level blind boxes also did not disappoint Chu Guang.
A set of Type 5 "light cavalry" exoskeletons, a hummingbird drone, and a carbon nano body armor.
To be honest, the generosity of the shelter system this time made him a little incredulous.
Now that he has three hummingbirds, he can overlook the outpost and the long-term farm, and he can also divide one to go to the jungle.
After thinking for a moment, Chu Guang planned to hang the five-type "light cavalry" exoskeleton on the shelves of the NPC store.
Since the performance of the "Five Types" is more than twice that of the Miner Type I, Chu Guang simply added a zero to the selling price of the "Miner", that is, 20,000 silver.
As for the purchase threshold.
The same is Awakening (lv 10) + citizens.
Just when Chu Guangzheng was enjoying the "manager's allowance" sent from the conveyor belt with the joy of the harvest in his heart, Xiao Qi's voice suddenly came from the speaker on the wall.
"Master, you have two more little players who have reached lv10."
"Two?"
Chu Guang was slightly stunned, and immediately opened the manager system and switched to the list of players.
I saw that in the list, the genetic sequence level behind the two names was impressively printed with the mark of lv10, and the login status was also the same "locked for 5 hours".
"Coming to the day and killing chickens at midnight?"
It's actually these two brothers.
The awakening of the midnight chicken is expected, this brother himself is one of the early players to enter the game, and he is a power system, and he is very capable of liver.
Chu Guang still remembers this guy's feat of cutting down more than two hundred trees in three days.
"The power system is really better upgraded."
"Agile seems to be secondary."
At present, the highest intelligence level in the whole server is Tempest, which has just reached lv9.
The night ten of the perception department has stopped at lv9 for a while, and it is estimated that it will not be long before it will awaken.
Thinking of this, Chu Guang sighed in his heart.
His little players are so powerful, and they have to work hard!
Otherwise, some people always think that the five months that he Chu has been surviving alone in the wasteland are in vain, and any "little master arrogant" seems to be able to assassinate him.
What do you think?
Play games and open the console, and think you're invincible?
Not to mention his set of "god costumes" that the players helped him out, the little arms and legs of the newcomers who are as slow as mosquitoes flying, can hang the hammer when they take off their equipment.
So far, the only person in the whole server who has torn the creeper in the true sense of the word is Chu Guang himself, and the abundance of martial arts in Vault 404 is not blown.
However, it is necessary to maintain the advantage of the ranks.
It's not entirely out of prudence, it's mainly out of care for the players' gaming experience.
After all, as we all know, the NPCs of the power leaders in MMORPGs are always the highest level.
If the level of the faction leader NPC is not as high as the player, then this game is too unreal!
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Official Website Forum:
Less calf: "It's the 10th day, brother cute!" There are 50 days left until the end of winter! β
Elf King Fugui: "Giao! There are still 50 days left! β
Tail: "Since we can't go out and fight, let's have a snowball fight!" (ο½?β²)Ξ¨β
Siss: "Oh, that's good. β
Night Ten: "Hahaha, isn't that power system very buggy?" (Funny)"
Tail: "It doesn't exist, the tail is super fast!" β
The peak period of the offline line.
Just when everyone was running the official website to exchange strategies as usual, an announcement suddenly popped up on the forum.
[Server-wide announcement: Congratulations to the player "Coming to Japan" for becoming the first agility lv10 player on the server! γ
[As the player chooses to make it public, the achievement will be credited to the Hall of Fame]
As soon as the announcement came out.
The atmosphere at the forum boiled instantly.
Tail: "!! Someone is faster than a tail! w(?Π?) wβ
Sisi: "Ah Wei wake up, people are T0 bosses, what do you compare." β
Tail: "qaq"
Elf King Fugui: "Damn, hateful cheater!" My Elf King is not the fastest! (Crazy)"
Professor Yang of the Thunder and Lightning Method: "Gan! One counts as one, are you all special cheaters, okay? Lao Tzu didn't even enter the game! β
Silver Hand: "I strongly request that the data be reset after the official launch of the closed beta version!" (Broken sound)"
Silver Sword: "Agreed!" (Broken sound)"
Edge paddling: "Roll on, don't even think about it!" β
Debt Big Eye: "That's it!" Do you know how hard it is for our water brother to send people away! (Funny)"
Edge paddling: "Get out!" β
It is only on the matter of whether to delete the file, players and cloud players can never reach a consensus.
It's the same today.
The two sides were divided into two factions, arguing over whether to clear the sealed test data.
The two Awakened did not appear from beginning to end, presumably to avoid the limelight.
After reading the posts in the forum, Chu Guang, who was peeping at the screen, showed an old father-like smile on his face.
Clear?
Inexistent.
That's what a serious game company does, when did he say that he was a serious game company?
These accounts are all his!
However, players who entered the game early have begun to "awaken" one after another.
It is foreseeable that in the next two months, players will usher in a wave of awakening peaks.
Waiting for the winter to pass, he can't make up a company of awakened people.
The quality of this individual soldier is as long as the equipment keeps up.
It's exciting to think about!
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Iron and Steel Plant No. 81.
Production is in full swing, and there is a lively scene when you look up.
With the mobilization of the "Wartime Regulations", more and more displaced people were put into production, and the number of workers in No. 81 Iron and Steel Plant has expanded to 90 people, and it has been divided into several workshops according to different production tasks.
Workers who have mastered the skills of production are promoted to foremen, and with inexperienced apprentices, learn how to use the equipment in the factory to recycle the waste scavengers from the wasteland into what they need.
At this moment, in the No. 1 workshop of No. 81 Iron and Steel Plant, a 20mm caliber cannon is displayed in the center of the plant.
The box-type receiver structure has simple buffers on both sides, and an air-cooled box at the root of the barrel for heat dissipation.
The magazine is located directly behind the receiver, close to the trigger, which is convenient for the gunner to reload, and can be operated by one person, which is very convenient.
In order to ensure the safety of the gunner and ammunition rack, there is also a card slot at the front end of the receiver, which can be installed or welded with 20mm steel plates.
This thickness is sufficient to withstand the vast majority of bullets and explosive fragments, providing a relatively safe environment for gunners to fire.
Standing next to Chu Guang, Brother Levine, one of the directors of the No. 81 Iron and Steel Plant, proudly pitched to him.
"With a 20mm caliber, a 1500mm long barrel, and a 1300mm rifling, one magazine can fit 10 shells, and it can be all empty in less than 5 seconds! As you can see, this gear can definitely be the nemesis of helicopters! β
Brother Suo, who was standing on the other side, said excitedly as well.
"That's right, Lord Administrator, it's not just the helicopter's nemesis, I dare say that even crawlers and mutants running on the ground will definitely not be able to carry a single flat shot!"
If miraculously carried it down.
Then do it again!
"Taking into account a variety of operational needs, we also designed phosphorus-containing incendiary shells, steel-core armor-piercing shells, and high-explosive shells for it! But it's a pity that we didn't get the proximity fuse, and the high-explosive bomb with the front trigger fuse has a small probability of dumb fire, but it's not a big problem! β
"Yes, but isn't 10 shells in one magazine too many?" Looking at the cannon in front of him, Chu Guang had an interested expression on his face.
As if guessing that the manager would ask this, Brother Levine said with a smile.
"Out of the way! We can assemble four cannons together and fire intermittently! That's 40 rounds! β
Brother Toilet Suo also said.
"That's right, if the firepower is not enough, we can also get on the eight-pack base! Run in a truck! β
Chu Guang nodded approvingly.
But at this moment, he suddenly remembered something, and then asked.
"By the way, what about the 88mm gun you got earlier? Isn't there an experimental type? Why didn't you see it. β
In addition to anti-aircraft firepower, he needed a reliable enough support weapon for the moment.
The support mentioned here is not a mosquito's unconscionable rocket.
Rather, it is the kind that can cooperate with the infantry on the front line and accurately drop explosives on the enemy's heads.
For some reason, after hearing Chu Guang's words, the expressions on the faces of Brother Toilet Suo and Brother Levin were invariably a little subtle.
The latter said with a slight cough.
"The shells of that gun never went up at a speed...... We originally planned to switch to howitzers, but we didn't have the time. Then the mosquito came and offered an offer, saying that we were going to continue our research, and we sold him all the barrels that had not been rifled. β
Speaking of this, Brother Suo looked indignant.
"As a result, he had no intention of continuing our research at all, and I learned later that he had cut the barrel into small pieces and intended to make a short-caliber 88mm mortar."
Brother Levine shook his head and said.
"It's just whimsical!"
Hearing this, Chu Guang was slightly stunned.
Then he was dumbfounded.
Anti-aircraft artillery to mortars.
Is that okay?!
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The southern suburbs of Tianshui City.
Abandoned North Slope Industrial Area.
Ruined factories and buildings abound, and there are as many concrete shards scattered on the ground as there is snow falling in the sky.
In a factory with relatively intact walls.
Ragged, scrawny slaves are carrying supplies from the warehouse into the factory under the watchful eye of marauder overseers armed with weapons and whips.
There is a very large boiler hanging here.
The furnace was filled with boiling molten iron, and the slave next to him was still using shovels to send coal to the heating room, and the whole room was as hot as summer.
The building next door is just as hot.
More than 30 iron anvils were displayed in the spacious factory building, and topless slaves wielded hammers and vigorously pounded the red-hot castings on the anvils.
After hot forging, these crude castings are sent to another workshop, where they are processed by a group of skilled craftsmen using simple tools such as files, and then sent by porters to a final workshop for assembly.
The overseer next to them looked at the eyes of these slaves, which made them feel instinctive fear, and their calves couldn't help but tremble.
It didn't look like he was looking at people.
And it's like looking at the meat on the board.
However, if you can work here, at least you won't be eaten. As long as you work hard, you can live...... This is the "promise" given to them by the overseers.
And the survivors who were kept in captivity in the dungeon were much more miserable.
They only have two endings.
Either to become cannon fodder, or to become rations.
And in winter, the latter is much more likely than the former.
In the office on the second floor of the factory, it is as warm as spring.
Sitting behind an old desk, a rough-looking man in a leather jacket with a wooden pipe in his mouth.
The smoke from the burning spirit leaf made him squint in fascination.
His name was Black Snake, the ten-captain of the Chewing Bone Tribe, and he was ordered to lead a team of 1,000 people south to plunder, but he stopped here because of the heavy snow.
Although the Snake Clan to which he belongs is inferior to the Tooth Clan in the Chewing Bone Tribe, it can be regarded as a descendant, and each of the nine centurions under his command is a ruthless man who can fight well.
Actually, it was ten before.
However, the centurion named Ka, on the way to establish an outpost in Qingquan City, was attacked by local survivors in Qingquan City, and his whereabouts are unknown.
Black Snake didn't feel sorry for a mere centurion, as long as he wanted to, he could promote another one at any time.
What really distressed him was the loss of nearly one hundred and fifty brothers in that battle, as well as nearly 100 rounds of 100-millimeter shells and dozens of tons of rations.
Every time he thought of this, the black snake became angry in his heart.
Those losers!
He poured all his nourishment down the drain and set fire to his dried rats and strips of meat!
Waste is a shameful act.
He swore that he would get back the lost supplies from these people intact.
"It's so wonderful to hear the sound of the iron...... When winter is over, we'll have two more centurions! β
With almost a thousand slaves, the logistical problem of fifteen hundred people was solved.
These slaves were not only used as labor, but also as food.
Black Snake felt that he was a genius.
Staff Officer Vides, who was standing on the side, looked at him, but the expression on his face was not very optimistic.
"This battle should not drag on for too long, as you should have noticed, your men have met with strong resistance both times when they attack the local survivor colony...... Clearly, the survivors were aware of the danger and even formed alliances and moved the outlying settlements. β
"That's not right."
The black snake's eyes narrowed slightly, and smoke floated out of its nose as it continued.
"When they get together, we'll be able to catch them all and save us from having to chase them around!"
Hearing this, Vides shook his head.
The idea is too idealistic!
He had previously learned from Kevin that the survivors in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City were suspected to have mastered the technology of making stamping casings.
This means that they can produce reliable weapons and bullets in large quantities in a short period of time and at a very low cost.
On the other hand, on their side, due to the lack of production equipment and effective logistical support. Even if the slaves played a little bit of a role, to be honest, they were quite limited.
The later this war drags on, the more dangerous it will be for them!
However, compared to Vides, Black Snake, who is a thousand-legg, is very optimistic.
"Take it easy, my friend."
"I know they might be tough to deal with, but we have that guy."
100mm howitzer!
A 20-kilogram shell can be smashed down, and there will be no grass within 30 meters, and the concrete fortifications half a meter thick can be easily crushed!
That terrifying firepower is enough to make any survivor colony under the size of 10,000 people desperate!
And they have two doors.
The Black Snake leisurely added some sun-dried spirit leaves to his pipe, and there was nothing else to do this winter anyway.
Just then, there was a knock on the door outside the office.
After getting permission to come in, a raider in a fur coat walked in, gave a nondescript military salute, and said in a humming voice.
"Report!"
"The Liontooth Commander sent a letter to you, saying that they had built infantry fortifications in Yuanxi Town, and invited you to go and participate in the spring hunt!"
"Far Creek?"
Black Snake subconsciously glanced at the map on the wall, but didn't see where the place was.
Vides, who was standing on the sidelines, reminded loudly.
"Yuanxi Town is located directly north of Qingquan City, about 10 kilometers from the Yumu District of Qingquan City, and about 20 kilometers from the concrete fortifications built by the survivors in the northern suburbs."
And the southern suburbs of Tianshui City, where they are at the moment, are probably located in the northeast of Qingquan City.
After a pause, Vides fulfilled his duties as a staff officer and gave advice.
"The survivors in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City are not easy to deal with, so it is a good choice to concentrate forces against them."
With two teams of 1,000 people, there are no problems that they are worried about.
So many people just rely on the number to pile up, and they can also pile up the survivors in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City to death!
However, his superiors apparently didn't think so......
"Why are we with them? We can take the northern suburbs of Qingquan City by ourselves. The black snake's eyes narrowed slightly.
According to the rules of the plunderers, whoever wins down the territory has the right to plunder!
Acting with the people of the Tooth Clan, you can drink soup at most.
But if you lay down the northern suburbs of Qingquan City alone, it will be an opportunity to eat meat.
He had artillery, armor, and a sufficient number of infantry to deal with a group of scavengers who picked up rags.
Why let people take their own credit!
"Although Liontooth and I are the same commanders, they are descendants, we act together, and his level is half a level higher than mine."
"The survivors in the northern suburbs are easy to deal with, but that Boulder City is a tough nut to crack, and if we follow them, we might be sent by them to be cannon fodder."
Squinting at those viper-like eyes, the black snake continued slowly.
"Not only can we not follow them, but we must also get ahead of them and kill our prey in the shortest possible time!"
There was a hint of helplessness on Vides' face.
He knows very well that this man will not listen to him when it comes to decision-making at the strategic level.
The marauders are mostly the same, they only have the spoils of war in their eyes, and they are driven to fight with savagery and ferocity carved into their bones, and nothing else.
Even if the people of the Chewing Bone Tribe seem to be a little more maverick, there is no difference in essence.
It's like a dog can't change its.
Looking at Vides, who had fallen silent, Black Snake smiled lightly and said a few words of reassurance.
"Take it easy, my friend, I did not despise our opponents, I made this judgment after learning about their strength from the brethren who had been withdrawn from the front."
He still respects this military advisor who has helped him win many battles.
If you change to someone else, the grass on the grave is two feet high.
"Do you want two mouthfuls? You are no longer a member of the Legion, there is no need to be subject to the rules of the Legion, you can want to be glorious and rich with us. β
Looking at the cigarette handed by the black snake, Vides shook his head and said.
"No, I need to keep my head above water at all times."
The people of the Legion do not smoke.
Drink alcohol at most.
For him, it was enough to have three things: gold, beauty, and wine.
Black Snake smiled and waved his pipe.
"It's this kind of thing, the spirit leaf can make you a hundred times more energetic, but since you don't like it, forget it."
Leaning back in his chair, Black Snake looked at him and said.
"I need you to make a plan to help me win this war in the shortest possible time."
Vides pondered for a moment and said.
"How was mid-January?"
"By then, the blizzard should have almost stopped, the impact of the climate should not be severe, and we can surprise them before the start of spring."
As soon as winter is over, those survivors should not have prepared too many fortifications, and this cold winter will affect everyone equally.
Whether it's the defender or the attacker.
Black Snake snapped his fingers.
"Just do as you say!"
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