"Damn! What does it mean that I came back alive, and is it strange that I came back alive? ”

Is this what people say?

Taking off the gas mask hanging on his face, the big debt eyes that came out from behind the fringe dude, and patted Ye Ten on the shoulder with a hippie smile.

"Hey, it's not easy, it's not easy, several times I thought I must be gone, but I miraculously survived."

The construction site boy and brick standing on the side nodded thoughtfully.

"It's really not easy."

Everyone else is playing the game, only their squad is playing with their lives.

When I went there it was a team of ten, and when I came back, only half of it was left.

On the other hand, the mole team next to it was also ten when they went, but when they came back, there were only two less, and the battle loss rate was one underground and one in the sky, and it was difficult not to complain.

However, complaining is complaining, and everyone actually doesn't take it too seriously.

Game.

Death is the norm.

If you're not a hardcore gamer, you don't have to go for your life.

Besides, now the death penalty is not as heavy as it was at the beginning, and it is uncomfortable for the forum to be in prison for three days, but it has been this rule for so long that the closed beta server has been in operation, and everyone has long been used to it.

What I really want to say is that I have to lose money, in fact, it is the experience of a battle, and the money and contribution points that should be rewarded for the task are a lot.

Dropped equipment teammates will also consciously help with the recovery, thanks to some ammo and grenades.

"Why are you wearing this too?" The Battlefield Atmosphere Team looked enviously at the gray coat on the fringe dude.

The Rim Guy didn't speak, but looked at the side with big eyes.

The latter said with a smile.

"I proposed it, the previous set of equipment was too ugly, and it was not recognizable at all, more like a marauder than a marauder, always misunderstood by friendly forces. So I had an idea, and I simply made a set of skins that were the same as those of the mole. The edge said no at first, but it was really fragrant later. ”

The edge paddling mouth said stiffly: "Get out!" I'm not forced by you. ”

The construction site boy and the brick interjected with a smile.

"Don't you say it, that group of marauders have been beaten out of the psychological shadow by us, and when they saw our clothes, they instantly coaxed a point, and later we recommended it to those newcomers who came to reinforce it, and now the good brothers of the entire Red River Town are wearing this equipment!"

Even during the height of the wave, Vault 404 continued to "support" its neighbors.

According to the data mentioned by Brother Mole in the battle report, the current "garrison" of the refuge in Red River Town has increased to 50 people.

All but 10 NPC guards stationed in the area are all players, and have been regularly replenished to maintain this number.

Obviously, this fierce "Death Corps" has completely achieved its prestige in the area of Honghe Town.

The sapper shovels and the bayonets under the muzzles of the guns have not only become an eternal nightmare in the hearts of the marauders, but also the god of war in the eyes of mercenaries and slave owners!

Especially the "gray coat", which is even more intimidating than the navy blue coat worn by the ten captains of the legion!

The local slave owners and chambers of commerce wished they had stayed in Red River, and even offered to provide the shelter with a fifty-acre garrison.

Although nothing can be planted on the land there, having a station means taking root.

The Administrator has deployed 40 training pods there, seemingly intending to convert it into a military base stationed abroad.

At present, as long as the level has reached LV8 and the gun proficiency level has reached level 3, all soldiers can apply to experience new maps and new missions.

However, the number of people is limited, and you need to queue up to register.

Looking at the envious warfielder, the mole on the run from the canyon said with a fluttering eyebrow.

"What's the matter, Lao Tzu's design taste is not bad, right?"

Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Damn! Let this guy get it! ”

Anyway, he also proposed a unified set of "team uniforms" for everyone before, but the old Gou coin of the spring water is too picky.

Lao Hei liked his post, and Lao Gou said that "the skin that can't be added to the attack is all dandruff", "Anyway, if you wear an exoskeleton with armor, you can't see anything".

That's it, and he complained about his secondary two.

Grandma's, what does it have to do with Secondary 2?

It's obviously a pick!

Unlike the Battlefield guys, Night Ten didn't care about what the people were wearing, but looked at the trucks behind them curiously.

No need to ask.

It must have been filled with loot dragged back from Red River Town.

According to a conservative estimate of three times the overload, there are fifty or sixty tons of ore piled up on those trucks.

In addition, there were nearly a hundred or so slaves who came back with them, and the nearby NPC merchants showed envious eyes when they saw it.

One slave can be exchanged for five assault rifles.

That's a lot of money!

Night Ten said enviously.

"The battle over there in Red River is over?"

The canyon is on the run, and the mole shakes its head.

"Finished? It's still early! ”

"The slave owners over there are too weak in combat power, and there are a lot of mercenaries recruited, and their individual combat effectiveness is not weak, but when they start fighting, they are all a rabble, and they don't cooperate at all."

"Relying on imported shells and weapons, the coalition forces in Honghe Town fought quite smoothly at first, winning several local battles in a row, but their logistics were too stretched, the ammunition was often mismatched, the firepower was always intermittent, and the low degree of organization made it impossible to hold the occupied hill at all. Often, the positions we fought during the day were lost back at night. ”

"In addition, the Chewing Bone tribe is numerous, and there is a steady stream of reinforcements from the central part of the province, and many marauders have heard rumors that they intend to establish a marauder kingdom, and have taken the initiative to come to them from the neighboring provinces in the east. Anyway, the two sides took Lutou Mountain as the boundary, repeatedly fought for so many hills, and spent their positions on a depth of more than ten kilometers. ”

Support weapons such as mortars and anti-tank rifles are not proprietary to Vault 404, and some large and medium-sized survivor settlements with industrial production capacity are also able to produce them, but there are differences in cost and performance.

Red River didn't just import ammunition from Vault 404, not to mention the variety of weapons brought by the mercenaries, just themselves, there were three calibers of medium mortars alone: 80mm, 85mm, and 88mm, in addition to two 105mm cast-iron mortars.

The logistics are not unified, the command is not coordinated, and it is difficult for the rich people to fight with the marauders for so long.

Yashi asked strangely.

"Then why did you come back?"

The mole in the canyon rolled its eyes.

"Come back to participate in the event, I feel like we're not playing a game when I watch you discuss waves on the forum all day long!"

When he first opened the new map, he was quite excited to get the "experience qualification", after all, he could be the first person to eat crabs, and this kind of opportunity is not available to everyone.

Although Red River Town is a bit farther away than Boulder City, as long as it can bring first-hand information to players, it is not a big problem!

However, now, a month has passed, and the new map has long been less new, and players are tired of reading his battle reports, and even cloud players have run to discuss the wave.

The tens of thousands of words of strategy likes are only in three digits, which instantly makes him feel like he has become a "version outcast".

I heard that this "Decisive Battle Plan" is the last event before the end of the A round of testing, and this time he said that he couldn't miss anything!

Irena interjected.

"We've been on the new map long enough, it's time for someone to go in and brush it up."

The elf king Fugui said with a hippie smile.

"Lao Na has a deep grudge against the xenomorphs there, and there is no arthropod that is not poisonous."

Irena immediately protested.

"Fuck off! Am I that kind of person? ”

Brother Mole didn't care about these two people, but looked at Ye Shi and asked, "It's you, why didn't you join them today?" ”

Yashi said with a smile.

"Isn't there a big job tomorrow morning? In the afternoon we split up. Lao Bai and they went to Goblin Technology to purchase it, saying that they had new equipment. I was going to go too, but when I heard that there was an orange outfit at the trading post, I ran over to pick it up...... It's a pity that I didn't pick it up! ”

The orange outfit refers to the "Miner I" exoskeleton naturally.

This thing is a foreign product shipped from Ideal City, and the battery uses "metallic hydrogen" that is one level higher than "solid hydrogen".

Since the last time it was gone, the official store of the Vault has not been replenished, and only caravans from the east occasionally bring it, which is rare to see in the Boulder City next door.

Yesterday, the trade post brushed out a team of wild traders who happened to bring a set, and were bumped into by a small player with a power system, and bought it decisively without saying a word, and ran the forum to pretend to be forced that night, resulting in a large wave of players running around early this morning.

Although the exoskeletons sold by "Wild NPCs" are a bit more expensive, they have no contribution points and level restrictions, and they do not restrict secondary transactions, which is still very fragrant.

In a word, what you buy is what you earn!

However, it is not the exoskeleton that interests the mole the most, but the first half of the night ten.

"Mosquitoes have new equipment?"

"That's right, Brother Mosquito bragged in the group yesterday," Ye Shi said with a smile, "One thing to say, this guy Mosquito is really getting more and more punished, it was a recoilless cannon before, and now even the RPG has been made out by him!" ”

The moment he heard this, not only the mole and the fringe group, but even the battlefield atmosphere group standing next to him looked at him in surprise.

“RPG？”

“？？？”

"it?!"

It's getting worse and worse!

……

In fact, at this moment, it is not only Lao Bai and his party who are purchasing on the side of Goblin Technology, but also the most popular spring water in the eyes of the war boys.

In the previous 65th Street blockade, Izumi deeply reflected on the reasons for the defeat.

Plot killing factors aside, when the fourth wave of the Wave arrived, the Creepers went around their flanks on the one hand, but more often they were defeated by the lack of anti-armor capabilities.

Before the start of the resistance battle, although he had considered planning that he might design some units with "excessive armor" as bosses, so let the players who carried the "Riding Spear" and the "Heavy Riding Spear" not only bring high explosives, but also bring two magazines to pierce the armor.

However, he never thought that the planner would be such a dog.

37mm armor-piercing shells can't penetrate the armor of the "Rotten Knight"!

If it weren't for the high-armor tank units like the "Decaying Knights", Class B and Class C would have been able to hold out for a while.

Since power armor can be turned into "his own people" by slime molds, he has reason to believe that he will encounter even more outrageous things in the future.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that he originally just came to buy a recoilless gun, but he didn't want to fight mosquitoes, and even made an artifact of street warfare like RPG-7!

A shooting range on the outskirts of an industrial area.

Looking at the 400mm steel plate in front of him, which had been pierced by armor-piercing bullets, the Commander of Izumi stared widely, and it took a while to squeeze out a sentence from his throat that had no beginning or end.

“…… Do you really sell furniture in reality? ”

The mosquito standing next to him heard it and said with a smile.

"Ancestral craftsmanship, handmade, what, the boss plans to do a set? The forum sent me a private message. ”

Commander of the Spring: "...... Forget it. ”

I always felt that it was quite dangerous to expose the address to this guy.

Don't click the mouse to place an order and send a pair of silver handcuffs.

That's the big deal.

Lao Bai, who was standing on the side, put down the white smoke of the launch tube, with the same expression of surprise and admiration on his face.

"There's something about this power!"

But this propellant ...... Smells like Twin Stone-2, huh?

It is still a little different from the diethylene glycol of RPG-7.

The piezoelectric fuse is probably a modern modification, and the muzzle velocity is much faster than the previous home-made "recoilless gun". The power of the matching armor-piercing bullet is a translational inheritance, and a needle-shaped trigger is buried at the front end of the conical projectile body, as long as it is hit, the vertical penetration depth can be up to 400mm!

That's pretty powerful!

But thinking of this, Lao Bai suddenly reacted.

Where the hell is this imitation of an RPG?!

It's obviously imitating its own 69-type 40 bazooka, okay!

Not noticing the strangeness of Lao Bai's eyes, WC really continued with a mosquito eyebrow.

"In addition to 85mm armor-piercing shells, we also offer 85mm high-explosive grenades with area killing! The price is only 200 silver coins, buy 5 and send a launch tube! Very easy to use! ”

The price of 200 silver coins is quite more expensive than Tekken.

But for Lao Bai, it's not that they can't afford it.

Before the start of each campaign, the Vault allocates a budget to each squad for the purchase of ammunition based on the team's combat power.

You don't need to pay for your own ammunition within the budget. For some long-lasting campaigns, supplies will be delivered along with reinforcements from the rear, which also costs nothing.

The use of the ammo budget only affects campaign ratings, an old tradition that existed several years ago.

“…… You're getting more and more punished. ”

Hearing Lao Bai's meaningful compliment, WC really had a mosquito and smiled.

"Just kidding, when did the weapons designed by Lao Tzu disappoint?"

"Just ask a word, convincing or not!"

As soon as they heard this, everyone's eyes instantly became a little subtle.

To say that his equipment is useless must be speaking with a clear conscience.

But if you want to say it's very useful, sometimes you can't pull your crotch again.

Lao Bai subtly looked away.

"Take half of it."

Tempest nodded.

"+1, half-serving."

Fang Chang: "I have to think about the remaining half, mainly because I am afraid that you will be proud." ”

Commander Springs: "Couldn't agree more. ”

WC really has mosquitoes scolding and scolding: "Gan! Ask you a word, that's a lot of! ”

Lao Bai smiled and patted the mosquito on the shoulder.

"Good brother, the main thing is that your equipment has not been tested in actual combat, and I can't talk too much! It's better to give me a 5% discount, and I will purchase 10 armor-piercing and 10 grenades from you at a time to help you make a name for yourself! ”

WC really mosquitoes rolled their eyes.

"Five-fold?! Why don't you let me give you away for nothing! ”

Fang Chang's eyes lit up.

"And this good thing?"

WC really has mosquitoes: "Fuck off!" At most, 10% off, it couldn't be cheaper! No matter how cheap it is, Lao Tzu will lose money! ”

As soon as he heard this, there were at least four pairs of white eyes that paid homage to him.

"I believe you're a ghost!"

I don't believe it when I kill Fang Chang, this guy only earns 20 silver coins for a bazooka worth 200 silver coins.

There is also a 50% profit in a conservative estimate!

Since the Alpha1.0 version, silver coins have indeed been inflated a lot, but because of the opening of the trade routes in Honghe Town, the prices of various metal and non-metal raw materials have not risen much.

In the end, after some bargaining, the two sides finally reached a consensus, and the transaction was sold at a price of 180 silver coins per armor-piercing bullet and 130 silver coins per high-explosive grenade.

The Niuma team purchased a total of 25 rounds of bazooka ammunition, and the Quanshui team also purchased 15 of them, and the inventory of mosquitoes was rounded, and the firepower output was directly full!

After negotiating the price, the group returned to the Goblin Tech factory, where the newly produced ammunition was stockpiled in the factory's warehouse.

When I walked into the factory, I suddenly noticed a pile of wood piled up near the door, and asked curiously.

"What's that thing?"

Seeing that someone had noticed his masterpiece, the mosquito said with a smile.

"W-1 Floater glider! With a wooden body and groundbreaking electric structure, the most primitive wood and the most advanced solid-state hydrogen technology are perfectly blended, and the proud work of my apprentices and I is priced at only 3000 silver coins! What do you think? Isn't it cheap? Don't you think about getting one? ”

Not far away, [Persuasion], who was carrying a screwdriver to tinker with the motor, happened to hear this sentence and couldn't help but turn around and complain.

"Are you so embarrassed? I designed the fuselage, the engine was designed to kill people, the blades were hand-rubbed by soul chasers, and the bombardier was made by killing gods. ”

If it weren't for the money.

He's already done it alone!

The mosquito was unmoved and smiled cheekily.

"I've learned from your strengths and weaknesses, and this is called resource integration."

Persuasion: "@#¥%!" ”

Fang Chang approached curiously and glanced at the pile of wood.

If you look closely, you really have two wings, and a flat structure that is probably the belly.

However, the structure is made of wood, and the parts are so scattered and sparse...... Isn't it true that flying into the sky won't fall apart?

“…… W-1 is okay, why isn't it called WC-1? ”

Mosquito said with a shy smile.

"Actually, I did plan to take this name at first, but my apprentices didn't have artistic cells, and they said that they wanted to when they sat on it, so I removed the C."

Lao Bai: "Poof......"

Tempest: "I can't look at this plane anymore. ”

The spring commander's expression was slightly subtle.

"I'm the only one wondering if this thing can fly?"

Wood body plus solid-state hydrogen battery.

He had never seen such a bizarre combination.

Tempest touched the bridge of his nose.

"Rational analysis of a wave, the energy density of hydrogen is close to three times that of gasoline, although hydrogen tanks are certainly not good, but solid hydrogen ...... Theoretically it should be possible, but this is under ideal conditions. ”

"Game! Use your imagination and don't be so rigid! ”

Patting Tempest on the shoulder, Mosquito had a confident smile on his face, "Good brother, trust me!" I promise to fly absolutely! If you can't fly, you won't be charged! ”

Tempest glanced at him.

"Don't encourage me, I won't drive."

Lao Bai stared at the motor for a while, and frowned.

"But what about the runway? Even if you can fly...... There must be a runway for take-off, right? ”

Mosquito said with a slight smile.

"This epoch-making aircraft naturally uses a runway in the traditional sense."

The spring had vaguely guessed something, and swallowed.

"Could it be ......?"

"High-rise! It's full of kilometers of buildings! ”

The mosquito strode over to the pile of wooden parts, and pulled out a lever that hadn't yet been fitted with aluminum.

The frenzy that flickered in his eyes made everyone around him unconsciously take a step back.

Without noticing the expressions on everyone's faces, the mosquito voice became more and more excited.

"According to my calculations, it takes less than a thousand meters, and the height of eight hundred meters is enough!"

"Turn off the engine and dive down, pull up the joystick and electric switch when you are two hundred meters above the ground, and you will turn into a bolt of lightning!"

Fang Chang's Adam's apple moved.

“…… What if you don't pull it up? ”

The mosquito still repeats that phrase.

"You'll turn into a bolt of lightning!"

Lao Bai: "? ”

Tempest: "?? ”

Fang Chang: "??? ”

Commander of the Spring: "......??? ”

If you don't understand, just ask.

Is this the kind of equipment that a normal person would choose?!

……

At dusk.

Silence hung over Qingquan City, and the "corpse chasers" wearing chemical protective suits carried stretchers full of corpses and withdrew from the battlefield one after another.

And on the front-line positions not far from them, one after another figures carrying rifles and eager to try were arriving from the rear one after another.

Among them are the battle-hardened "Death Corps" wearing gray coats, the "Mountain Corps" who have been transferred back from Yuanxi Town and wearing green coats, and the motley teams with bright personal colors and various equipment...... But no one dared to doubt their combat effectiveness.

No matter what set of equipment they use, they are undoubtedly the best of the best.

In the continuous battles and continuous resurrections, they have summed up a set of fighting methods that are most suitable for them, and passed on these valuable experiences, or strategies, to the newcomers they have coached.

Each of them is a banner!

"You've moved your whole family out?" Standing by the window of the building, Vanus looked down in amazement at the battlefield below.

That fierce aura of guns and flags, even if the youth army of the legion stood in front of them, I am afraid it would be nothing more than that!

Chu Guang, who was standing next to him and was wearing a power armor station, only said calmly.

"Where is this?"

Daytime is their home turf.

According to the plan that he personally developed.

Players will rotate their defensive lines until dawn and launch an all-out counteroffensive against the tide when the final offensive before dawn wanes!

Don't give those bugs any respite!

Since yesterday, the industrial zone has temporarily suspended all export orders and concentrated all production capacity on the front line.

Boxes and bundles of ammunition were delivered to ammunition depots on the front line, in addition to two 100KW firewood generator sets and 200 newly produced hibernation pods deployed downstairs at the temporary command post for players to save and rest offline.

The equipment is strained.

The rest time allotted to each player's clone is only 4 hours, but this is more than enough time to relieve fatigue.

Players who signed up for the event have already taken their leave in advance.

It doesn't matter if you can't participate, Wasteland Online is a casual, non-liver MMORPG that never forces players to participate in server activities.

At most, there will be rewards at the event that are hard to refuse.

Looking at the sunset that was gradually disappearing on the street, Chu Guang only felt that the blood in his heart was burning.

This will be the battle with the largest number of participants, the largest scale, and the peak of the types and quantities of equipment invested since the launch of "Wasteland Online"!

Two hummingbird drones have been deployed by him on the edge of the battlefield, and the camera has locked on the battlefield filled with spore clouds.

"Come on."

Chu Guang clenched his fists lightly and exhaled the turbid breath in his chest.

"Let me see what you're up to!"

……

The shadow of the tall building gradually disappeared into the porous alley.

The gray-green mist faintly smelled of blood, and the creaking teeth that made the legs and feet weak.

However, no one is weak.

After days of war, even the 400 newcomers who have just entered the game in version 1.1 of Alpha have become qualified fighters.

For them.

Victory is the only credo.

Death doesn't matter!

With a hint of excitement in the chatter, the players on the front line skillfully opened their rifles and leaned against the concrete gravel bunker.

"All the team members are in place! And the last five minutes! ”

“…… Repeat, the newcomers in the team pay attention, let the machine gunner fire first, the rifle is stable for me, and wait for the tide to approach fifty meters before fighting! ”

"Remember! You're not a rookie anymore, stop picking the tyrant's teeth with the little guy in your hand! Trust your teammates and the riding guns in their hands! Use your ammo where it should be! ”

"Here we come - get ready to fight!"

There was a long, mournful howl from the thick fog.

Running gnawers poured out of the darkness like a tidal wave, sprinting across a messy battlefield and rushing towards the players' positions.

At the same time, three flares rose into the sky, dispersing the haze from the streets.

The machine guns deployed in the building were the first to roar, and the bullets whizzed through the gray-green fog, creating a dense rain of steel fire.

Immediately afterwards, the water-cooled Makqin deployed at the front line also spewed out tongues of fire and fired wildly at the xenomorph cluster that rushed like a tsunami.

Players skillfully fire, and the squads work together to clear their respective zones of aliens.

The first round of the charge was nothing more than cannon fodder.

They were already familiar with the xenomorphs' routines.

Consume their bullets with a cluster of Eaters, then send out high-health units and high-mobility units to try to break through the line.

Above the temporary command post, on the roof of the building.

Mosquito is leading his four apprentices to assemble the W-1 "Floater" glider against the strong wind blowing on the rooftop.

After an hour of debate, he finally convinced his four apprentices to add an X to the end of W.

There are two 100-kilogram bombs installed on the plane, and the power is not much different from that of the 250-pound bombs.

In addition to this, there were two 7mm small-caliber machine guns installed in the cabin.

Although the proposal was initially proposed to be directly mounted on the 20mm cannon, the mosquito rejected the proposal after some careful consideration.

The 20mm cannon and ammunition are too heavy!

If you have that load, you might as well bring two more bombs!

What's more, this thing is a product of a "friend businessman".

This is the moment when Goblin Technology shows its strengths, how can it make friends out of the limelight?

"Hurry up!" The mosquito holding the binoculars was overlooking the battlefield that could not be seen clearly, and at the same time loudly urging his apprentices.

Persuasion couldn't help but look up and complain.

"! You're here to help! ”

The mosquito glared at him.

"Lao Tzu is a pilot! I said I was in charge of flying, what else do you want me to do for you? Why don't we change it?! ”

The persuasion trembled, and the scolding stopped talking.

It's not that I'm afraid of heights.

The main thing is that I don't know the bottom of my heart.

Although he participated in the design of this thing, the difference between fixed wing and quadcopter is too great, and he is not sure whether this thing can fly at all.

What if?

What if the propeller breaks or the wing falls apart?

That's not a sacrifice on the spot!

Mosquito doesn't care about losing face, he still can't let go of his reserve.

"Why do I feel something is wrong?" The mosquito standing on the edge of the building suddenly spoke.

"What? What's wrong? Against the whirring wind, his eyes were squinted and he raised his head.

Holding the telescope steadily, the mosquito muttered with a frown.

"This gunfire has been going on for too long!"

Isn't the first wave of the offensive over yet?

It should have been over a long time ago!

He always had a bad premonition.

With the temperament of dog planning, it will inevitably not play cards according to the routine.

He is also a hardcore veteran player who has been infiltrated into the server since the early version, and he has long understood Ah Guang's capricious "narrative style".

Just when he faintly felt that something was wrong, a conspicuous scarlet suddenly lit up in the gray-green mist.

The mortar position, which had been waiting for the next round of the offensive, suddenly opened fire, and more than a dozen shells whizzed into the sky, bursting into flames around the scarlet light.

The gunfire beneath the building became more intense, and a roar of pain could be faintly heard in the thick fog......

Looking at the spore cloud that was dispersed by the blast wave of the explosion, looking at the monster that gradually appeared in the dense fog, and the mosquito holding the telescope, I couldn't help but blurt out a beautiful hometown dialect.

"it!?"

"What the hell is that?!"