on the position.

The shock wave of the explosion shook away the spore cloud that filled the sea of corpses and bones, and I saw a tank nearly ten meters long and three or five meters wide standing majestically on the street made of concrete fragments and twisted steel bars!

Squatting behind the blast bunker, [Garbage Pickup Level 99] stared at it in disbelief, rubbing its amber eyes repeatedly with the back of his scaly hand.

"it?!"

It wasn't just him who was shocked, but also quit smoking and scrambled eggs with tomatoes who were squatting not far away.

"Slime Tank?!"

"What the hell is this Nima?!"

That's a tank in the literal sense of the word.

It has no turret, no tracks, and its black, angular hull looks quite sci-fi, but the dark red slime molds crawling all over its body, and the fat tentacles dragging on the ground, make it look like a centipede carrying a turtle shell.

Chu Guang, who was standing upstairs, frowned, staring intently at the monster that appeared in the drone screen, and the officers standing around him also showed surprised expressions on their faces.

“…… That's the tank of the People's Union? Vanus swallowed.

Chu Guang, who was wearing power armor, asked casually while taking off the Gauss rifle on his back.

"You've seen it?"

“…… I haven't seen it, but it was clearly driven from the city center. ”

Chu Guang didn't speak, silently aimed, and then pulled the trigger.

The flickering arc flickered in the tuning fork-shaped barrel for a split second, and the "spike" burst out like lightning and hit the front armor of the tank.

And yet—

The armor was undamaged, but the concrete wall on the side was torn apart, revealing the steel skeleton inside.

Failed to break through!

Chu Guang frowned.

This bizarre hit effect made him feel that the "spike" that hit the tank at five times the speed of sound did not leave a single scratch.

It's as if something bounced off the moment it touched the armor!

And the reaction of the "tank" also confirmed Chu Guang's guess, and the tentacles under the chassis slowly squirmed, dragging this fusion of flesh and steel forward.

There are only two hundred meters left from the front-line positions!

Chu Guang immediately made a decision and ordered.

"Anti-aircraft artillery position!"

"20mm armor-piercing projectiles, target enemy tanks—"

"Fire!"

At the same time, two quadruple anti-aircraft guns deployed in the building on one side quickly lowered their muzzles and fired a salvo.

80 20mm armor-piercing incendiary bombs weaved two orange-yellow fire rains in the air, and the ferocious staggered firepower instantly pounced on the tank!

The sound of crashing came from the front and the side armor densely, and the speed of the "slime tank" was obviously paused, but the rain of dense attacks still did not work, and the shells were all bounced off by the heavy armor, flying wildly on the battlefield.

One of the shells that had been spread out swished into the front of the concrete-stacked blast bunker, causing the neck of the garbage gentleman crouched behind the bunker to shrink suddenly.

"Mommy......"

"This monster's armor is outrageous, isn't it?!"

Quit smoking by squatting next to you

"Eighty percent are tanks from the pre-war era!" The wind not far away said with a solemn expression.

Yashi swallowed.

"The Peak ...... of Combat Power in the Backdrop"

Although it has been exposed to wind and rain for two hundred years, and the surface of the armor has slightly weathered traces, it still does not affect its absolute superiority over modern weapons.

Not to mention a 20mm cannon.

Even if it is replaced with a modern tank main gun with a depth of 1000m, I am afraid it will be enough to choke, let alone the RPG on his back.

No.

It should be said that it must be enough to choke!

Night Ten suddenly realized that if you refer to the background setting of "Wasteland OL", the big guy in front is a "modern tank", right?

Like the M1 and Leopard 2, in front of it, I am afraid that it is not even an antique like the No. 4 car and the T-34, at most it is a coffin board like the "Renault" and the Mark type.

Although the turret and shield are missing, it does not affect its performance.

The slime molds hiding inside seem to use it as mobile cover, using the hard protection of the armor itself to advance towards the player's position.

I didn't know what would happen if I got close to it, but I didn't want to try it at eleven o'clock at night.

The fat tentacles dragged under the chassis made him feel physiologically uncomfortable after reading a lot of study materials.

"Armor-piercing is useless, you have to use high-explosive shells," Lao Bai, who had been staring at the front of the position, suddenly spoke, "Look at its chassis!" ”

Yashi subconsciously looked towards the slime tank, only to see that although the armor was intact, the tentacles supporting the armor were obviously damaged.

Even if you throw it forward, the speed is not as fast as before.

Apparently, the commander also noticed this, and the two quadruple anti-aircraft guns changed their magazines and quickly fired a second salvo!

A dense rain of fire poured down on the side of the slime tank, and the flames exploded.

Although the flying shrapnel could not scratch the armor, it scraped off most of the slime mold on the surface, and also scratched the flesh hidden under the armor!

The tentacles that were supporting under the chassis were hit hard, and many of the tentacles that had not had time to retract were even directly blown into two.

Losing his balance, the slime fungus tank suddenly dropped on the left side, and lay on the ground on the ground full of rubble, unable to move.

Leaning out of the blast bunker and looking ahead, Ye Shi shook his fist excitedly, and couldn't help but cheer.

"Well done!"

It seems that the mother nest that dominates slime molds is smart, but not completely.

Although the heavy "turtle shell" can defend against shells, once it loses power, it can only stare at the distance that is out of reach.

However, the tank covered in the blanket of fungus did not sit still, and worm-like red fungus clumps emerged from the alley and crawled towards the black-blooded armored territory, as if intending to repair the tentacles that had been blown off and blown up.

They are trying to "repair the tracks"!

At the same time, in order to cover the anchored "node creatures", the wave launched a new offensive without stopping.

Xenos poured out of intersections, alleys, and street fronts like a tidal wave, swooping down on the players' positions.

The beginning of a new offensive.

The machine gunners, who had already resupplied them, held on to the water-cooled Makqin in their hands and pulled the trigger.

Sudden ——!

The machine gun spewed tongues of fire, and the whizzing bullets fired wildly at the surging wave.

Sensing the worm-like fruiting entity's attempt to repair the slime tank, the anti-aircraft gun continued to fire 20mm high-explosive shells on the ground around the tank.

Mortar shells fell one after another.

Each flicker of fire took away countless xenos.

Under the dense network of firepower formed by the players cooperating with each other, the menacing xenomorph clusters are like rice in front of the co-production harvester, falling one stubble after another.

In the face of absolute firepower, the strength of an individual is as small as a grain of sand.

Both creepers and nibblers have been turned into rolling pieces of meat and tofu residues.

A handful of tyrants covered in armor were able to withstand the strafing of 7mm bullets, but when faced with the fire of larger caliber 20mm cavalry guns, or even 37mm heavy cavalry guns, there was only one end - being crushed to pieces by boiling steel.

The garbage gentleman who was squatting behind the explosion-proof bunker looked at it with envy for a while.

His claws couldn't be coordinated like the palms of a human hand, and he could only watch from the sidelines while everyone else was suddenly hitting the target.

"!"

"I want to delete the number and repractice!"

Changing the magazine, the air conditioner at night ten scolded him.

"Don't, your attributes are so awesome, it's a pity to delete the number and repractice."

Besides, you can't open a new account.

Someone consulted Brother Guang before, including a series of questions such as "Can I make a clone in advance to save resurrection time", "Can I open a trumpet", etc., but the reply I got without exception was only two sentences - [Technical conditions do not allow], [I tried, but unfortunately it didn't work].

For such a huge game, the operation team obviously went through a series of careful and rigorous deductions, and after considering various situations, they finally chose to adopt the current setting.

Judging from Brother Guang's activity on the forum, he should still have a lot of say in the planning team, and even he said no, it must be bad.

Looking at Ye Shi's appearance of standing and talking without feeling a backache, the garbage gentleman rolled his eyes.

"The light attribute is awesome, you think it's awesome, I'll exchange it with you!"

Night Ten said with a smile.

"Don't change it, it looks too ugly, and Mu has a little brother, so the ghost will change it with you."

"!"

You have a penis.

I haven't seen you play a role, have you?

The garbage gentleman was about to go back, but at this moment, a change suddenly happened!

I saw a series of black shadows, suddenly whizzing over the street in front of them, accompanied by a buzzing buzz, over the collapsed reinforced concrete wreckage and overpass, and crashed into the floor where the quadruple anti-aircraft guns were located.

Explosions rang out one after another from the heads of the crowd.

The anti-aircraft gun, which was still venting its firepower a second ago, instantly turned off.

The Trash King looked up sharply, his amber pupils shrinking slightly.

"Bombardment?!"

Nope-

It's not like a martyr!

It was a lantern-sized lump that had been thrown at me by something. Some fell on anti-aircraft artillery positions, others near the front line.

They were also not verbose when they fell to the ground, their bodies first contracted violently in half a circle, and then their bellies swelled rapidly as if a chemical reaction had occurred, and then they exploded into a gray-green spore cloud.

Although it is not as powerful as the Martyr, it is impossible to prevent it!

Caught off guard, many players were injured and even killed on the spot!

"Grass!"

Lao Bai immediately raised the muzzle of the gun and swept it towards the top of his head.

After being sieveed by the rifle, several fungus blocks fell to the ground, and the quit smoking on the side immediately fell to the ground, but after waiting for a while, he didn't wait for the bacteria to explode, and then he got up again.

"What is this?!"

"I don't know......" stared at the lump of black slime on the ground, Fang Chang's expression was solemn.

If you look closely, there are two half-meter-long fleshy wings on both sides of this lantern-shaped fungus, which are constantly vibrating like the wings of a dragonfly.

These two thin wings were obviously not enough to support its two or three kilogram body, but they were enough for it to fine-tune its flight direction during inertial flight.

Realizing this, a hint of emotion appeared on Fang Chang's face.

This thing will also correct the trajectory?!

At the same time, in the command headquarters, shouts of air defense positions were heard in the communication channel.

"We are under enemy artillery fire!"

Chu Guang said calmly.

"How many people are left?"

"Three...... No, that won't work either, just me and another teammate. ”

An explosion or two can be heard in the communication channel from time to time, and the player who spoke is constantly wheezing, and it seems that he is not slightly injured.

The same is true of the anti-aircraft positions on the other side.

The unexpected long-range firepower caught the players who were operating the anti-aircraft cannon to suppress the slime fungus tank by surprise.

That brood actually pointed out the "fire support doctrine"?

After listening to their report, Chu Guang immediately sent reinforcements to the anti-aircraft artillery position.

At the same time, the two hummingbird drones remotely controlled by Xiaoqi also separated one of them and searched for the source of the long-range firepower.

The camera moves rapidly across the screen.

Soon.

The source of enemy fire was exposed to the eyes of everyone inside the command post!

I saw that about 800 meters away from the front-line position, four trucks were parked next to a half-collapsed overpass.

Like the previous tank, the four trucks were covered in dark red fungus blankets, even more exaggerated than the tank, and the upward lifting boxes were stuffed with wriggling pieces of meat!

Those lantern-shaped "flying insects" were launched from that cargo box!

Chu Guang noticed that gnawers and flesh-red worms were constantly crawling into the bed of the truck, providing it with the organic matter and energy needed to synthesize the organism in a self-sacrificing way.

As the flesh in the carriage squirmed, there was a long hiccup-like sound, and soon more than 20 "self-exploding flying insects" were shot into the sky, drawing parabolas and smashing into the players' positions.

The insects fluttered their wings in the air, searching for their target.

A hint of surprise appeared in Chu Guang's eyes.

Boy.

A suicide drone that automatically corrects its trajectory?!

And I can launch it while producing!

Looking at the four trucks that were constantly spewing out xenomorphs, everyone in the command post showed solemn expressions.

"This ......"

"There are still artillery!?"

Even Vanus, who had seen a little of the world, was just as surprised at the moment.

Obviously, it was the first time he had seen such an outrageous strange thing.

"That truck...... It should be a mobile drone base station in the era of prosperity, and I remember that it seems to be used in the logistics and distribution industry. ”

When Vanus was studying at the Military Academy, he learned a little about the Age of Prosperity, but for an officer, it was not a compulsory course, and he had only heard of it.

Staring at the screen with a frown, Chu Guang said in a deep voice.

"The slime molds, the mutant slime molds that are dominated by the mother nest, have a strong 'mimicry' ability, and they will imitate us...... It could also be someone else's way of fighting. ”

Previous research by Hera has confirmed this.

It's just that to his surprise, those slime molds not only imitate, but even "absorbed" the relics of pre-war civilization in an unexpected way.

From "Plague Knight" to "Plague Tank", without exception, they are not products of this "fusion concept".

What is chilling is that those mutant slime molds not only form a highly concentrated hive society, but also have the ability to find and solve problems.

Even if these methods seem a little immature!

"Attention to artillery group A, coordinates ......, five rounds of shelling, dense barrage."

Half of the twelve 88mm mortars were divided and vented their fire towards the shelling coordinates set by Chu Guang.

Some of the shells were stopped by the building and smashed into the building or on the viaduct, but many of the shells landed near the target area.

The sudden artillery strike, although it did not cause substantial damage to the four trucks, could not kill the gnawers and flesh-red worms who were queuing up to give them heads.

The projection speed of the self-detonating flying insects weakened, and the suppressed anti-aircraft artillery positions resumed fire.

Four other players, carrying two machine guns, rush to the air defense position to set up a new fire point, and the mission changes from suppressing enemy ground units to suppressing self-detonating flying units.

But that's not enough.

Under the suppression of artillery fire, there were still a large number of gnawers who were not afraid to rush to the trucks, turning their flesh into cannonballs.

Chu Guang immediately made a decision.

"Artillery groups A and B, correct the coordinates of the shelling...... Xu Jin barrage to the southwest, five rounds of shelling, clear the obstacles for the ground forces!"

At the same time as the order was given, Chu Guang immediately edited a task and sent it to the frontline position.

Not far below the building.

Lao Bai, who was lying behind the explosion-proof bunker and fighting with the xenomorphs, vibrated and vibrated gently on the VM on his arm.

A line of pale blue pop-ups appears.

[Mission: Advance under the cover of barrage and destroy enemy artillery positions!] 】

"New Mission!"

"Squad! Follow me! ”

Lao Bai opened his voice and shouted, grabbed a few magazines from the ammunition box and inserted them into the exoskeleton, and then continued to fire while rushing towards the flank of the position.

Fang Chang, Trash Jun and other players followed closely behind, and soon a ten-man team came up from behind and took over their defense area.

Leaving the center of the battlefield, the temperature of the surrounding air dropped by a few degrees.

Night Ten, who changed into a submachine gun, caught up with Lao Bai's footsteps.

"What's the new mission?"

Lao Bai said succinctly.

"Destroy enemy artillery positions!"

Quit smoking, who had a few RPGs on his back and followed closely, was stunned.

"Artillery?!"

"Xenos still have this thing!?"

Fang Chang and Tempest were not too surprised, after all, they had seen a lot of strange things, so there was nothing to make a fuss about.

The number of slime mycetes is so large that even nibblers can distinguish several varieties based on their size, speed, and luminescence.

According to the description of the mutant slime mold in the canon set of the official website of Wasteland Online, it is not surprising that the fruiting entity has the ability to support from a distance.

Lao Bai didn't answer the confusion of quitting smoking, skillfully clicked on the mission briefing in the VM, and shared several pictures taken by drones with the members of the team.

Looking at the four trucks crawling with fungus blankets on the screen, quitting smoking couldn't help but swallow saliva, and it took a long time to squeeze out a word.

"......"

The garbage gentleman didn't feel any nervousness, and when he saw the boss appear, his face showed an expression of eagerness.

His claws and muscles are useless in frontal combat, but sneak attacks are different.

Boss Fights!

That's when he showed his strength!

"How are we going to get there?"

Lao Bai: "Take the path we found before!" ”

In the past few days, they have been doing the task of the hunter team, and they have long been aware of the passages that can be passed through the surrounding city.

Almost at the same time as the words fell, more than a dozen shells landed on the street eighty meters in front of them to the right.

Splashes of stones flew into the windows of the buildings on both sides, and even landed at the feet of the crowd.

Lao Bai's expression was solemn, he quickened his pace, and gestured for the team members to follow.

"Fire support is coming!"

"Move fast!"

There are a total of ten players, including Junjun, and the Niuma team led by Lao Bai almost represents the strongest combat power of the server.

The group set off from the flank of the position, quickly interspersed to the rear of the wave under the cover of the barrage, and rushed towards the enemy's artillery positions!

At this moment, on the front of the battlefield, fierce gunfire continued.

Wave after wave of xenos rushed up, seemingly intent on tearing the players' positions to shreds tonight.

Naturally, the players will not do what these beasts want, and with the support of strong logistics, the ferocious firepower will not be reduced in the slightest.

Staring at the tank that broke down in the middle of the battlefield for a long time, he lay on the edge behind the blast bunker and paddled his brows.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and he spoke.

"Eighty percent of that tank is a node creature! We've got to find a way to get rid of it! ”

Gunfire around was like firecrackers.

The construction site boy and brick, who could barely hear the captain's voice clearly, shouted loudly.

"What? What is a node creature?! ”

Debt Big Eyes: "Similar to 'Rotten Knight'!" A special evolution that can dominate other fruiting entities in the vicinity! I've seen people discuss it on the official website. ”

The mole on the same front in the canyon on the run also shouted.

"Is your information reliable?!"

Edge paddling shouted: "Unreliable! But these xenos are endless! Don't get rid of it...... We're afraid we'll have to fight them until dawn! ”

The mole gave the elf king next to him a look.

The latter set up the RPG, took a deep breath and turned on the thermal vision, aiming at the shimmering red glow in the gray-green fog.

The trigger is pulled.

With a whoosh, the armor-piercing bullet galloped away with a puff of white smoke and hit the tank's armor!

Sparks explode!

A large fungus blanket is peeling off!

However, the metal jet of the armor-piercing projectile did not penetrate the armor!

The commander of the spring not far away shouted loudly.

"Don't waste ammo, I tried, it didn't work!"

The battlefield guy crouching next to him scolded and added.

"This armor is outrageous!"

Five RPGs didn't smoke!

Even the T-72 isn't so hard, is it!?

He couldn't tell for a while, whether the tank was open, or the armor-piercing bullet was mixed with water.

The battlefield is at a stalemate.

Just when everyone was at a loss, a piercing scream suddenly came from overhead.

The sound was like an air raid siren, and it was approaching at a rapid pace, like a buzzer hanging from the "death scream".

A bad premonition came to his heart, and he raised his head sharply at the edge of the stroke, his face turned green instantly, and he blurted out a sentence "it".

I saw a propeller plane with a wingspan of nearly ten meters, falling straight down from the roof of the building not far away, towards his position.

Irena swallowed.

"That's ...... Mosquito? ”

The buzzer is clearly the same as the "Death Scream" rocket!

I also noticed the situation above my head, and my eyes widened wider.

Especially when he saw the two thick and large bombs hanging under the belly of the plane, he was instantly shocked.

"What does he want to do?!"

In the cacophony of the cacophony, there was a faint sound of unbridled laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

"Your Grandpa Mosquito is here!"

"Grass - for the master!"

The plane was hurtling straight down, the joystick reaching the thigh.

The mosquito sitting in the cabin held the joystick with both hands, gritted its teeth, and prayed with all its might.

Perhaps it was the "soul of the machine" who heard his piety.

The fuselage and wings shook violently, and the nose of the plane, which was speeding down, miraculously lifted up.

The mosquito was overjoyed and felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling.

And not just because of overload!

It's all the more because of the cheers from the bottom of my heart!

He conquered the skies!

Suppressing the frantically shaking fuselage and the bloodshot that crawled up to the eyeballs, the mosquito used all his strength to keep his consciousness awake, holding the joystick with both hands, looking at the crosshair drawn on the windshield, and approaching the silhouette in the dense fog little by little.

"Head—"

"It's Lao Tzu!"

The moment the crosshair aligned, he slammed the button to drop the bomb.

Two 100-kilogram bombs filled with explosives fell from the sky and smashed into the broken down tank like thunder!

The flames and smoke of the explosion rose into the sky, dispersing the fog and even lifting his plane several meters up.

The fuselage was finally stabilized, and the feeling of overload gradually faded away.

Taking the time to glance at the blazing street in the rearview mirror, the mosquito holding the joystick finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“…… Thanks to Lao Tzu's choice of agility! ”

The propeller begins afterburner.

Take his glider and fly towards the wider airspace.

on the front-line positions.

Hot stones rained down on the back of the blast bunkers, and the blast wave blew up stones, sand, and even corpses, almost burying everyone on the front line.

The mole got up from the ground with a dry cough, picked up the rifle buried in the cement, and shook off the ash on it.

"Grass ......"

The edge paddled and spat out the sand in his mouth, shaking his drowsy head.

"Lao Tzu thought he was sacrificed."

Outside the blast bunker, smoke billowed out.

In the face of sheer power and sheer equivalence, even the most advanced armor is useless - not to mention that the center of the explosion is at the top of its most vulnerable.

The blast wave of the explosion blasted the slime molds inside the armor to pieces, along with the xenos on half the street, and the remaining xenos, even if they were still alive, were noticeably sluggish due to the loss of command from the "node creatures".

Looking at the messy battlefield and the aliens who had lost their organization, I swallowed most unconsciously.

“…… It's over? ”

The battlefield guy nodded.

"It should be ......"

Even if the armor can resist.

No creature could survive that explosion......

Not far away, explosions were heard in the gray-green fog, and the direction should be the enemy's "artillery position".

The "self-detonating flying insects" that continued to harass the front line and anti-aircraft artillery positions finally stopped, and it was the old white who infiltrated the rear of the wave and they played a role.

You can feel it at the edge of the paddling, and the brood probably thought of going with them, and put the day of the decisive battle today, so from the very beginning, it took out the unique skill at the bottom of the box and the momentum of a decisive battle.

But it's clear that the players are resisting more firepower than they expected......

The tide is receding.

Tonight's offensive looks like it's going to end in a hurry.

And yet—

Will the managers just let them go?

The whistle of the charge sounded as expected, and the edge paddled and glanced at the VM on his arm, looking at the flashing mission pop-up, and his heart was happy.

Here it comes!

The final showdown!

[Mission: Decisive Moment!] 】

[Goal: Destroy the brood on 65th Street!] 】

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(Happy New Year, everyone!) Go home for New Year's Day, there are a lot of people visiting the door today, a little late, sorry...... ）