"Ah O, have you brought everything with you? I'm about to leave the city, and if I think about it, there's nothing left behind. ”

The gates of Boulder City.

Before queuing out of the city, Sis was checking his tail VM and backpack, repeatedly checking to see if anything had been left behind.

His movements and demeanor were very similar to those of an old father.

"Oh! All with them - wait, what about the meat? Tail suddenly looked around alertly, keenly aware of what was missing in the group.

Fujito, who was lining up in front, looked back at Si Si and Tail in surprise.

"Huh? Didn't you bring the flesh with you? ”

Sisi subtly looked away and muttered quietly.

“…… It's really strange, why is the presence of such a big bear so low. ”

It must be because it's too cowardly.

The sesame paste, who had also forgotten the meat, blushed, and the cat ears on the top of his head shook embarrassedly.

"I, I'm going to bring it over."

"Tail too!"

Siss, who had predicted the movement of the tail, skillfully caught her.

"The reservoir area is not far from here, just go alone, Ah Wei honestly queues up, and we will be there soon."

“giao！”

Rou Rou has been staying with the two-headed cow for the past few days, and he heard that it has scared the other animals in the reservoir area.

Obviously, when I arrived at the new map, I couldn't explore anywhere, and when I left, I was almost forgotten because my presence was too low.

It's so pathetic.

Si Si couldn't help but feel a little ashamed in his heart.

When you're back at the outpost, treat her to a few fish.

The queue didn't take long.

The guards at the gate of the city only glanced at the wanted notices on the wall, made sure that no one had left from here, and let the group go.

Originally, Xu Shun set off with them, but because he received a temporary task, he acted separately.

The group agreed to meet at the city gate.

He came out from under the city gate.

The crow stretched out comfortably, looked at the sunset hanging in the sky, and curled the corners of her mouth in satisfaction.

"I'm finally going home!"

The KV-1 exoskeleton with the steel plate welded had been sold by her for 200 chips.

Although it is a small loss, it is not a big problem.

Thinking of a mosquito that harmed himself and was stuck on the wall, the crow's smiling eyes couldn't help but bring a hint of charming danger.

She swears.

If you don't give the profiteer a mushroom-sized fist when she goes back, her name will be written upside down!

The city gates are lively.

Merchants were bustling with mercenaries, mercenaries looking for work roaming the squares at the gates, and vendors selling strange goods.

The militia set up a recruiting office at the city gate, and the conscripts marched from the city gate all the way into the slums.

The radio at the entrance of the slum repeatedly showed the treatment of conscripts - two chips a day, two meals of nutritional paste.

As long as you are conscripted, you will be given a gun, and you will be given ammunition when you get to the front.

Raven looked around curiously, and at that moment, a whistle came from the side.

Sensing the gaze that fell on him, Crow subconsciously turned his face sideways.

I saw three mercenary-looking men, looking at me with a smile on their faces.

Seeing that the crow was looking this way, the mercenary leader who walked in the middle whistled lightly.

"Hey, beauty."

The two people next to him also spoke.

"Alone?"

"The work of the wave is not easy to do, it is better to follow us to the south to make a fortune."

The red fruit's gaze made the crow very unhappy.

Although I didn't fully understand what this guy was saying, I knew that he was accosting just by looking at that look, and ninety percent of them were not good people.

Raven made a gesture to drive away, and said impatiently.

"No appointment, no appointment, where is cool."

In the past two days, she has encountered a lot of conversations, most of them are mercenaries, and occasionally there are traders, but none of them have an appetite for her.

Not to mention the unkempt appearance, the ill-intentioned eyes simply made her physically uncomfortable, and she almost didn't write the six words "very bad and bad person" on her face.

What she's really interested in is the big brother type who is mature, handsome, polite, intelligent, reliable, and full of a sense of justice, and not too sand sculpture, after all, she herself is a bit of a bit sometimes.

Hey?

When you think about it, managers are her ideal type.

I have to say that the production company of "Wasteland Online" is simply too good.

It's a pity, it's the paper man.

Looking at the big-breasted beauty who completely ignored herself, obvious annoyance flashed across the faces of the three mercenaries.

Although I couldn't understand the dialect she was speaking, the meaning of the rejection was as obvious as the attitude of not taking them seriously.

His eyes narrowed into slits, and the bearded man stepped forward, a hint of threat in his tone.

"I advise you to think clearly before you speak, this is not Boulder City, out of that gate, it is a wasteland."

"Anything can happen in the wasteland, don't you think?"

What the hell are these guys talking about?

Raven rolled his eyes, and was about to say a word in the human language, when the voices of his teammates came from the direction of the city gate.

Fujito: "Huh? Raven was accosted again? Why do I say again......"

Tail said sullenly.

"Damn, why didn't anyone pick up the tail!"

Fujito said comfortingly.

"Ah, I don't ...... either"

Siss's gaze fell on the two ponytails, and his expression was a little subtle.

"If you talk to Fujito, you will probably be arrested as a criminal."

Fujito glared back at her, angrily revealing his tiger teeth.

"What the hell! Are you looking down on me? ”

Sisi coughed dryly.

"Don't dare, don't dare, it's inappropriate to express it below."

The three mercenaries exchanged glances and looked at the people coming from the door, with a hint of alarm in their eyes.

Especially the mercenary leader with a long beard standing in the middle, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

From these people, he felt a breath of "the same kind", but it is difficult to grasp how strong it is, after all, there is also a difference between the awakened and the awakened!

He walked up to the mercenary leader, clasped his tail in front of his chest, and looked him up and down.

"Yo, young man, you are very brave enough to strike up a conversation with our crow boss."

Looking at her arms hugged in front of her chest, the mercenary leader's face was expressionless, and he sneered in his heart.

There are flaws all over the body!

He reached for the revolver at his waist like lightning, but he was only halfway through his hand when a flower was in front of him, and a gun was already on his head.

The wind blew in his ears, and a cold sweat fell on the mercenary leader's forehead.

So fast!

"I advise you not to move, it's been less than half a year since Ah Wei learned to use a gun, so if he gets angry, he can only say sorry."

I don't know when I walked around to Si Si next to them, the PU-9 in his hand was against the back of a mercenary, and he said calmly in a non-standard human language.

"By the way, so am I."

Although it is a cross-server communication, there is no obstacle unexpectedly. Sometimes simple body language is more convenient to communicate.

The mercenary leader coughed dryly, raised his hands in embarrassment, and slowly stepped back.

"Don't be nervous, I'll just tie a belt......"

Sisi looked at him with a cold look in his eyes.

"Get out of here."

The three mercenaries immediately rolled over, not daring to stay here for a second.

Sis put away the submachine gun and hid it under his coat.

The people around whispered, looking at the group with obvious jealousy in their eyes.

The people who were about to move did not dare to come up again, but only dared to quietly watch from a distance.

Feeling the gaze around her, Crow was a little nervous.

"Let's go quickly, it feels like a lot of people are watching us."

Sisi nodded, glancing around.

"Withdraw."

"I feel like there's something big going on here."

Liszt's caravan had left the city, and the Great White Bear and the Cat were among them.

Xu Shun, who went to run errands before, should also come back.

As he was talking, the VM on the arms of everyone at the door shook in unison.

Everyone hurriedly raised their arms to take a look, only to see a line of pop-up windows appear on the screen.

[Full Server Announcement: The Wave is Coming!] 】

Seeing this line of pop-ups, Sisi was slightly stunned and muttered in a low voice.

"I'm ...... crow's mouth"

It's only been a few seconds, and something really happened......

……

Fa Yuen Street MRT station exit.

Players with weapons and ammo on their backs are marching south along a stalled escalator to the surface, through the shattered streets.

The sky was already dark, and in an hour at most, it would be dark.

However, even so, the gray-green clouds could still be seen in the sky not far away.

"Didn't you say two weeks? It's only been a week. ”

"The tide is actually ahead of schedule."

"It's so exciting, it's going to be a group again!"

The players whispered to each other, all with excited expressions on their faces.

This time, the opponent is a xenomorph!

That is, monster siege!

The highlight of MMORPG!

It would be a big loss to miss such an exciting thing, and the players involved in the action simply took a whole day off in reality.

Walking in the middle of the line, I was the darkest with a rifle on my back and suddenly spoke.

"I have a bad feeling."

The Battlefield Atmosphere Team looked at him.

"Did you find anything?"

I took the darkest glimpse of the spring that led the group.

"That LYB didn't wear an exoskeleton!"

"Oh, you little clever ghost." The battlefield atmosphere group smiled and put his arm on his shoulder, "Don't worry, if you are afraid, you will follow my brother for a while, and my brother will cover you!" ”

I rolled my eyes unappreciatively and slapped his hand away.

"Get out of here, you're the fastest every time!"

The Battlefield Atmosphere Team said unconcernedly: "The most dangerous place is the safest place!" Although the master rushed fast, when did you think my Lao Tzu died? ”

Walking in the middle of the team, the spring commander who looked at the map had a Sima's face.

"Don't talk nonsense, you will listen to my command in a while, and I will try to bring you back."

He didn't want to take on this task, but others signed up voluntarily, and he was ordered to do so.

Although it's not impossible to refuse, this kind of exclusive mission issued by an NPC at the level of a faction leader will not be rejected by normal people, right?

With the AI realism of this game, refusing to perform a mission will not be good.

That's a big loss!

didn't understand the apprehension in Brother Quanshui's heart, and the battlefield atmosphere team smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

"Steady!"

Spring: "......"

To be honest, he is not stable at all now, but a panicked group.

A company of 120 players, if you say it sounds like a death squad, if you say it doesn't sound like cannon fodder.

They had only one task, and that was to go to the intersection of No. 65 Street and the Changling Viaduct, to stop the tide advancing north along the viaduct piers, and to delay the wave until dawn at all costs, so as to buy time for the rear troops to lay out the defensive line.

Izumi has studied the map, and 65th Street is located north of the Fifth Ring Road, and the street runs east-west, with high-rise buildings on both sides, and the landmark building is a clock tower.

Due to the disrepair of the surrounding buildings, the falling concrete blocks filled the gaps in the buildings, making it unsuitable to pass through, like a natural barrier.

The 12-lane Changling Highway is perpendicular to 65th Street, and the interchange is a relatively open area and the only passage that allows a large number of people to pass through.

Simply deploying fire points on the tall buildings on either side of the viaduct to strafe the predators behind the rugged obstacles can reduce the pressure on the frontal battlefield.

However, this is only theoretical.

Izumi had never commanded so many people, especially since half of the 120 players were newcomers.

Luckily, the other half of the players are veterans who have fought in more than two battles, most of them Awakened.

On the way to the battlefield, Izumi divided the players into three infantry platoons, each with four ten-man teams, which could be distributed to platoon-level combat units using communication equipment.

In addition to the 120 men who went to the front line, behind them was a 20-man artillery team, carrying six 88-mm mortars and 12 boxes of 144 shells, to set up artillery positions in an open field 1.2 kilometers away from them.

Since there are high-rise buildings everywhere, and the height is often hundreds of thousands of meters, the artillery positions can only be built on the roofs.

Considering that artillery is a technical job, Izumi felt that it was better not to expect the support efficiency of mortars too much.

Maybe you have to use a dozen shells to correct the trajectory, and anything can happen on the battlefield.

At the same time, just as the company led by Quanshui rushed to Street 65 to stop Pang Wave, a logistics force composed of 200 power players, 20 two-headed cows, and 300 NPCs was going back and forth between Bate Street and Street 68, seizing the time to build the first line of defense against the wave.

This logistics force was led by the chief architect of Vault 404, "Keeping People Under the Knife".

The road conditions in the city are complicated, and you can barely use two-wheeled motorcycles from the northern suburbs to the edge of the Fifth Ring Road, and you can only use two-headed oxen and bicycles when you go deep into the Fifth Ring Road to 68th Street.

Thankfully, since Chu Guang had already had the foresight to transport the building materials to Bet Street and store them in the castle's warehouse, the supply lines for this battle would not be stretched too long.

A reserve of more than a million rounds of ammunition is enough for a regimental battle.

The capacity of the new industrial zone has been stretched to the limit, with an average capacity of 30,000 rounds of ammunition per day theoretically being able to be further squeezed to 50,000 rounds.

The veteran players in the area of Yuanxi Town are on their way back, and Boulder City is also caught up in the tide and is sending troops deep into the Third Ring Road to suppress the wave.

The longer this war drags on, the better it will be for Vault 404!

Whether or not the wave can be contained on 65th Street will be the key to winning this battle!

It's getting late.

Darkness covers the streets.

As the sunlight faded, a steady stream of nibbles emerged from the stores and alleys along the street, crawling hand and foot through the streets of concrete blocks and charging towards players heading towards 65th Street.

However, the brutes were still brutes, and they obviously overestimated their strength, and were soon beaten into a sieve by the bullets that came from the fire, and rolled down into the ditches and mud puddles by the roadside.

And those who are lucky enough to rush in front of them will not get any benefit when facing players who are waiting for them with weapons in their hands.

A player with a power level of LV5 or higher can easily split the skull of a niver with an axe with 10 points of power.

Not to mention the Awakened!

The predators who rushed into the crowd were like sheep rushing into a pack of wolves, and were quickly chopped to pieces by archers' shovels and hatchets, or simply smashed into the skulls with the butts of a rifle.

In the shadows, a two-meter-long, sturdy creeper, on all fours, crawled out of the window of a nearby tall building, clinging to the wall like an ape.

Its crimson eyes stared at the street, its teeth bared, and its mouth let out a low, dangerous growl.

As if it had found an opportunity, its feet slammed into the player's ranks, and its huge body slammed into the player's team like an eagle with wings outstretched.

That outstretched arm was about to tear the people in front of him apart.

However, at this moment, a whistling sound of breaking the air blew impartially towards its face.

The javelin that was thrown was like a cannonball, and it exploded directly into its head.

The crawler who had lost his head was like a kite with a broken string, and it fell to the ground with a muffled thud, splashing up billowing cement debris and dust.

"Damn, awesome!"

"Why do people still have javelins?!"

Seeing the surprised glances of surprise at him, Kakarot smiled and weighed the javelin in his hand.

"Let's save some ammunition, now the number of eaters is small, if you can solve it with your fists, don't use guns."

The spring commander on the side also nodded.

"That's right, try not to waste bullets, there is still a tough battle to be fought later!"

Walk through three blocks in a row.

There were numerous battles along the way, large and small, and although some ammunition was wasted, fortunately there were no casualties.

The iconic clock tower comes into view, with 65th Street in front of you!

Looking at the silent street ahead, the spring commander breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense mood relaxed a little.

The tide is not here yet!

They came at the right time!

Without a moment's delay, the Commander of the Springs immediately walked to the front of the group and shouted at all the players.

"Class A stepped forward to lay barbed wire and clear as much of the bunkers on the road as possible with sapper shovels! Try to move out the concrete blocks that fall in the pit, dig as deep as possible where you can dig, and don't waste time where you can't dig obviously! ”

"Class B is responsible for the left side of the room, Class C is responsible for the right side, I need you to deploy firepower points along the street to cover every inch of the battlefield!"

"We only have three hours left...... If it's fast, we'll have the first wave of gnawers before 10 o'clock! ”

"Everyone, action!"

He was greeted with a high-morale roar, which attracted a lot of predators, but it was not a bad thing.

It is better to solve the trouble before the start of the war than to wait for the battle to start and then divide your energy to deal with these "stragglers" wandering on the battlefield.

Led the players of Class B to move to the left side of the battlefield, Kakarot assigned tasks to each team, cleared out several predators in key buildings, and personally brought a few machine gunners upstairs.

The support armament assigned to Class B was two water-cooled Maxim heavy machine guns, copied by the No. 81 Iron and Steel Plant, weighing 25 kg and firing 7 mm full-power rifle rounds, each equipped with six ammunition boxes for a total of 1,500 rounds.

In addition, there are 12 20mm "cavalry" anti-tank rifles, and 2 37mm "heavy cavalry rifles" newly developed and put into production at the No. 81 steel plant.

If the former can barely be considered a gun, the latter has obviously reached the category of a cannon.

If you don't install a fixed bracket, I'm afraid that only the awakened of the power system can only control it.

Placing two water-cooled Makqin in the position with the best view on the third floor, Kakarot, who was carrying a 37mm heavy cavalry gun, took out his binoculars and glanced in the direction of the south.

The fragmented Changling viaduct collapsed into several sections, the length of which was hundreds of meters, and the short one was only a bridge pier, which looked like an isolated island in the city.

Farther away, completely obscured by the fog, Kakarot put away his binoculars and motioned for the team to put on their gas masks.

Not far away, the brothers in Class A had pulled up a ring of barbed wire, sealing off several side roads on either side of the viaduct.

While those wires may not be able to help the gnawers move forward, it should be barely enough to limit their movement.

Holding the machine gun in both hands, the physique player with the ID called [Broken Leg Kevin] couldn't help but ask.

"How many monsters are there in front ......"

Ten Punch Man: "I don't know...... The intelligence is 100,000, maybe more, or less than that, so big the fog can only be estimated, how many ghosts know. ”

Grave Hunt: "Do we have 100,000 rounds of ammunition?" ”

Kakarot was silent for a moment, then replied in an uncertain tone.

"Maybe there is...... The logistics side promised that they would do their best to get the ammunition to us, but if not......"

As he spoke, he patted the short axe he was carrying on his waist.

"That's it."

According to a pre-made plan.

If Class A hits the street, Class B fills the front of the battlefield from the left flank of the position.

If Class B is also lying down, then Class C is on top.

The number of coming nibbles, the exact number is simply impossible to calculate.

When a large group of fruiting bodies gathers together, the gray-green spore cloud is like a cloud of physical existence, and what is inside is not visible at all.

Simple fortifications are deployed.

Class A withdrew to the position.

The gray-green fog was approaching, and it was obvious that the humans blocking the way had been spotted, and the pace of those who were gnawing had increased significantly, so that the ones in front had even taken steps and ran.

The rotten roar, the creaking of the soles of the feet on the crumbs, was coming from the thick fog!

Standing on the front line of the battlefield, the commander of the spring water, wearing only cheap equipment, carried a sickle assault rifle in his hand, and shouted loudly at the players in the position.

"Brothers!"

"The tide is approaching!"

"We need to hold out for at least twelve hours and do everything we can to stop the tide from continuing north! Buy time for the brethren who are building positions in the rear! ”

"We may not be able to bring back the experience, but the glory will be equal to me!"

"Everyone—"

"Fire!"

Dadada——!

The barrel of the black hole spews tongues of fire.

The first to fire were six water-cooled Maxims scattered over the left, center, and right positions.

The projectile bullets rained down over the obstacles under the viaduct and bridge, weaving a net over the shattered position, tearing the night apart completely!

In the face of the sudden outbreak of steel and fire, the nibbler who rushed to the front poured a piece of wheat in an instant.

Flesh collides with gunpowder!

The gnawler moves forward without fear of death, the xenos in front fall, and the xenos in the back step on the corpses in front of them and continue to move forward.

In just a few minutes, the ground was littered with stumps and broken arms, and it was impossible to find a complete corpse, like a meat puree rolled out of a meat grinder.

The dense charge was quickly disintegrated.

A few fish that slipped through the net were shot and killed by the players in Class A, and there was no need for machine guns to waste ammunition.

The barrel of the machine gun was smoking, and Kevin, who was lying on the side of the window of the three-story building, let go of his index finger, which was holding the trigger, and was also relieved.

"It's easier than you think!"

The marauders know how to dodge, or crawl forward on their stomachs and throw smoke grenades for cover.

However, these gnabbers, as if they had no concept of death at all, rushed more courageously than clones.

However, in the face of heavy machine gun fire, this bravery is no different from suicide!

Class A on the position.

The Battlefield Atmosphere group, which shot the last Eater, pressed the raised muzzle down.

"The tide seems to have stopped."

The gunfire stopped, and the silence throughout the street was terrible.

Looking solemnly ahead, the spring commander nodded slowly.

"The bad news is that the fortifications we spent two hours preparing are basically all in vain."

I swallowed the blackest: "That's your delusion...... They're still moving forward, I can sense their presence, and there's something terrible about it. ”

The Battlefield Atmosphere team patted him on the shoulder and smiled without fear.

"Don't scare yourself, you're done!"

At this time, a newcomer next to him suddenly asked.

"Speaking of which, why don't the gnawers go along? Instead, it came in waves? ”

The other player also frowned.

"That's right...... It only lasted 10 minutes and then stopped. ”

It's better for him to last.

The spring commander standing in the position said calmly.

"Tens of thousands of units are crowded together, and the speed of progress will slow down, and it is especially taboo to step on the back foot with the front foot. In the case of limited battlefield width, advancing in echelons is the most efficient option. ”

"These gnawers are a little stunned, but they are not stupid...... Something should be directing them! ”

Looking at the barbed wire fence covered in flesh and blood, and the fog that was getting thicker and thicker in front of him, Izumi couldn't help but feel a faint uneasiness in his heart.

The previous wave of xenomorphs, not only did they not see the tyrant, but they didn't even see the creepers.

Use cannon fodder to find the way, and the large army will follow......

Are these xenomorphs really just fruiting bodies of slime molds?

Silence lasted for ten minutes.

At this moment, in the gray-green fog, there was a sudden piercing scream.

Everyone's hearts tightened, and the index finger was on the trigger in unison.

My darkest heart was raised in my throat, and a strong sense of crisis came over me.

Here it comes!

-

(I finally feel better today...... A bowl of beef noodles made me drink porridge for two days. ）