65th Street.

Climb under the slime mold-infested bell tower.

Standing in the center of the fungus blanket, the Empress let out a dry, hoarse growl.

Panic and anger were like a tsunami, ripples of restlessness spreading along its tentacle hair.

The xenos around them babbled.

The brood behind it is still giving birth, but the weak "newborns" do not give it any sense of security.

In particular, the continuous death of the node creatures has caused it to lose control of the front line, and its children are suffering senseless casualties......

The scarlet pupils were full of puzzlement.

The continuous and intensive offensive had lasted for nearly ten nights, and it could see the withering of life in the gray-green fog.

However, it does not understand.

Those people......

Why can't you finish killing?

Even after so many days of attrition, they still have the strength to take the initiative.

What was especially puzzling to it was that through the gray-green fog, it actually sensed a series of familiar "ripples".

Completely incomprehensible.

The ants that resist evolution......

Didn't you already die once?

……

Under a collapsed flyover.

The truck crawling with slime molds was slowly retreating, and a large number of predators swarmed towards Lao Bai and his party hiding in the building.

Before the truck could get to the end of the street, a rocket with a tail flame trailed and hit its front unbiasedly.

The warhead exploded, and sparks flew throughout the cockpit, piercing with hot liquid metal.

The cockpit is its weak point.

To be precise, the driver's position.

As the fungus in the cockpit was destroyed, the truck broke down on the spot, the fungus in the compartment no longer wriggled, and the gnawers who had climbed into the cargo box climbed out one after another.

"Ness!" Yeshi, who was leaning against the second-floor window and setting up a gun, shouted excitedly.

"Enemy artillery positions have been destroyed!"

Lao Bai, who was standing in front of the other window, calmly put away the smoke-emitting transmitter, glanced at the VM on his arm, and was happy in his eyes.

[Mission: Decisive Moment!] 】

Here it comes!

The counteroffensive has begun!

The scrambled eggs with tomatoes on the side of the LD light machine gun continued to pick at the trigger, and with the tongue of fire that was sprayed from the muzzle, it tore the gnawers who climbed out of the truck to shreds.

The node creatures are destroyed, and a steady stream of out-of-control gnawers rush downstairs, including a few creepers!

However, the lizard guarding the door is like a door god, so that the swarming xenos can't get in half a step! Every swing of the claws was like a bloody rain.

Tearing the rushing creeper in two, amber pupils in the darkness shimmering with excitement and bloodlust.

This alone is not enough, completely kill the crazy garbage king, while harvesting frantically, his mouth is idle and screaming.

"Utter madness!"

The violent factor buried deep in his veins was completely released, and he felt the strong desire flowing in his veins.

The unreadable part of the DNA sequence--

Awakening!

The next square drew his bow and fired an arrow that pierced the other creeper's head with precision, and the fragments of the explosion shattered half of its head.

The action of shooting with a bow and arrow has almost become a gust of wind!

Standing beside him, the wind was a light machine gun against his right shoulder, clattering and strafing the onrushing gnawers.

Although the single combat effectiveness of the robotic arm is difficult to exert, it is still stable with the KV-1 exoskeleton pressure gun!

In order to fully adapt to the environment of short-handed street fighting, he simply replaced the bipod under the muzzle with a bayonet, completely incarnating the front row!

The corpses were piled up in a hill.

The gnawers in the artillery positions have been cleared, and now almost all of them are the xenos that have poured in from other places.

The tide seems to be retreating.

However, the xenos who withdrew from the front line hit them in the face.

Looking at the cluster of xenomorphs surging from the corner of the street, the face of the quit smoker who was squatting by the window on the second floor and changing the magazine changed slightly.

He's got only the last two magazines left!

"Lao Bai, the task has been completed...... When are we going to retreat? ”

"Retreat? Inexistent! ”

Lao Bai shouted excitedly.

"Brothers, hold on! The whistle of the counteroffensive has sounded! Our reinforcements will be here soon! ”

Night Ten turned his face sideways and said unexpectedly.

"Reinforcements?"

He hadn't thought about the need for reinforcements for this mission.

It's quite a bit back, a few steps further on the clock tower on 65th Street.

The brood is right under their noses, so to speak!

"Friendly forces on the front line have crushed the wave! They're on their way! ”

The moment the old vernacular's voice fell, a piercing scream came from the air.

"Watch for secrecy!"

At first, thinking that it was a rocket attack, Lao Bai shouted and reflexively buried his head.

The people behind the bunker on the second floor did the same, but they soon discovered that it was not a rocket, but a mosquito glider that was more terrifying than a rocket.

The sound of clattering was like the roar of a rag ripper, and the rain of bullets falling from the sky pulled two dead arcs on the street.

The nibblers crowding the street corners fell like wheat in an instant.

Looking at the whizzing silhouette and the fleeting "WX-1", Night Ten had a capital bewilderment on his face.

"Damn?! What is that? ”

"Mosquito glider......" Lao Bai swallowed, and surprise was also written in his eyes.

Apparently he didn't expect that the pile of wood parts would actually fly.

He thought the mosquitoes were joking!

"Hahahaha, this is so cool!"

In the cabin of the glider, the mosquito's hands clung to the joystick, his bloodshot face was full of excitement and excitement, and his whole body was full of adrenaline.

Bullet casings kept being thrown out of the cabin, and his legs were numb from the roaring machine guns.

It's a pity that the caliber of 7mm is a little smaller!

The Makqin with the water-cooled box removed has no splashing effect, and if it is replaced with a 30mm cannon of the same model as the A-10, the whole street can be overturned!

A round of dives took away patches of gnawers.

The mosquito jerked up the joystick.

The glider whizzed down, almost clinging to the half-collapsed overpass, followed by a sideways swing, grazing the skewed building through the gaps between the buildings.

The restless heartbeat gradually calmed down, and the mosquito slowly took a deep breath, straightened the fuselage, and pulled up the altitude.

The plane is still a bit difficult to control.

Without a gyroscope, he could only judge whether the fuselage was balanced by his senses.

"...... Sure enough, I still have to make the gyroscope and airspeed tube, without these two things, I am simply flying a plane with my life! ”

Muttering a sentence in his mouth, the mosquito took the time to glance at the battlefield below.

A full-scale counteroffensive has begun.

Company A, consisting of 120 players, acted as the main attacking force and launched the attack first. The three companies, B, C, and D, were on standby behind Company A, while Companies E and F were deployed from the flanks, apparently intending to infiltrate both sides of 65th Street and launch a pincer offensive in conjunction with ABCD on the frontal battlefield.

In addition, there is a reserve of 400 men on standby in the rear, ready to make up for it when there are large casualties in the front.

Don't look at the space in this city, in fact, there are only a few roads that can really be passed, and it is still a little difficult to completely expand more than a thousand people.

The advance in units of 100 people is already the limit of what the width of the battlefield can accommodate.

And if you want to penetrate from the ruins with complicated road conditions to the rear of the brood, you have to further break it up into pieces, and advance in groups of ten or even three or five people.

However, this is also the advantage of players.

Even when they are alone, the morale of the players who receive the mission is still high, and they can even sacrifice themselves without hesitation for the sake of collective victory.

And if you change to mercenaries or the militia of Boulder City, and let them scatter the team into the ruins, interspersed with the hinterland of the xenomorphs, it is almost no different than sending them to death.

The Mosquito, which adjusted the nose of the aircraft, soon launched a second round of air strikes.

The VM has been strapped to his lap and used as a radar.

By the location of the other players and the flickering gunfire on the streets, he can roughly tell where the battle is fierce and where the aliens are dense.

Then swipe abruptly and you're done!

By the time the Mosquito begins its third dive, the players have completely captured 67th Street and joined up with the Cattle and Horses squad under the flyover.

More than two dozen heavily modified KV-1 exoskeletons opened the way in front, and the machine guns in their hands spat out flames and strode forward.

They are the vanguard of firepower, a mobile ammo box, and a steel wall!

They were followed by groups of five or six players, some with rifles, others with Iron Fist bazookas, and light and heavy mounted spears to suppress tall armor units.

With the support of artillery, armor and air power, Company A's offensive was overwhelming!

In addition to this, a ten-man team of Pyros followed behind Company A.

They wore heavy protective suits, gas masks, and flamethrowers on their backs were none other than the Mosquito's masterpiece - "Hellfire 1.0"!

However, these flamethrowers did not join the fighting on the front lines.

Burning Eaters can instead become more dangerous, and Molotov cocktails are a good choice for dense xenomorph swarms, but Molotov cocktails and Pyros are definitely not.

More than thirty liters of fuel on their backs, the real use of which is to clear stationary targets.

Like the brood!

Without the dominance of the "node creatures", the gnawers on the street are scattered in a mess, and the overly dense numbers have become a burden, huddled together at different paces.

The streets were blackened with charred corpses and slime.

The occasional 88mm shells that fell from time to time coordinated with the offensive of Company A, which quickly regained a large area between 68th and 65th streets.

Some of the xenos retreated to the clock tower on 65th Street at the beckoning of the brood, but many more stayed put, relying on the instincts of the creatures to rush to the nearest player.

Their movements are swift and unabated.

But anyone can tell that they are at the end of their power!

65th Street.

The fungus carpet that covered the concrete floor quickly turned into char under the baptism of flames.

The hatcheries hidden in the shops along the street are destroyed one by one, and players destroy the rows of agitated eggs with Molotov cocktails and flamethrowers.

Soon, three companies of nearly 400 players had finished suppressing the main road of 65th Street, and the burning flames and billowing smoke covered the ominous gray-green clouds.

The azure power armor stood at the front line of the position, and Chu Guang held the nitrogen power hammer in his hand, looking around at the chaotic battlefield around him.

The full circulation system has been activated.

Not to mention spores, not even a speck of ash can float into his armor.

A creeper ran towards him, but before he could reach him, he was sifted by a group of awakened players with their rifles.

Looking at the beast lying on the ground struggling, Chu Guang casually pulled out the silver snake revolver hanging on his waist, and slammed his headshot, ending its life.

It's really nostalgic to think about.

I remember that more than half a year ago, I was just level five, and I took Ye Shi and Fang Chang, who were more cute than Meng Xin, to Brown Farm to change things, and the creeper almost wiped out the three of them.

As for now......

He didn't even need to make a move.

Putting away the revolver, Chu Guang looked at the building with a giant clock not far away.

The dark red fungus carpet had climbed from the third floor, thigh-thick mycelium clinging to the nearby buildings, and the black hole window was oozing scarlet.

It should be the brood...... Although compared to its counterparts in the city center, it is still very young, even young.

unimaginable.

It took less than two weeks for it to develop into this, and if it were given a few more weeks, only God knows what would happen.

Chu Guang waved his hand and motioned for Company A, which had arrived under the building, to attack.

The power-based players lined up and fired more than a dozen 20mm light rifles in turn, raining nearly a hundred high-explosive and armor-piercing incendiary bombs in just one minute, blasting the six tyrants guarding the doorway, along with the fungus blanket and concrete wall around them.

Large swaths of steel bars are exposed in front of the players.

Chu Guang continued to give orders, and the flamethrowers who were gearing up lit the fire caps on the flamethrower's nozzle, and began to step forward under the cover of other players.

Glancing at the corpses on the ground, the canyon fugitive mole muttered to himself.

"Sure enough......"

Hearing him mutter, the edge paddled and glanced at him.

"Sure what?"

Canyon on the run: "The domination of the mother nest over slime molds is not in the form of direct control, but indirectly through the domination of node organisms. So as long as the node creatures are killed, the wave will naturally be curtailed...... until eventual demise. ”

Edge paddling: "...... Isn't that what I said? ”

The mole in the canyon coughed dryly.

"I've summarized it for you."

“……”

Summing it up, it's okay.

Edge paddling was speechless for a moment, and looked at the bell tower in front of him.

It should be the commander tower of the tide, the mother nest that breeds slime molds and spreads spores.

A team of ten has already covered the flamethrowers and rushed in, believing that it will not be long before the smell of roasted mushrooms will fill the entire street.

It's over—

Is it?

Just as he was thinking this, the sound of an explosion suddenly came from inside the bell tower, and a tongue of fire more than ten meters long rushed out of the door.

Burning concrete blocks flew out one after another, only to see a figure several meters tall appear in the billowing smoke, flesh-red fungus blocks hung on the ground like skirts, and tentacles floated behind its head like wriggling snakes.

When the enemy meets, he is very red-eyed.

Looking at the figure coming out of the billowing smoke, the spring commander's eyes widened, and he shouted excitedly at the thing.

"That's it! The Empress! ”

"The heavy infantry come with me! Shield Wall Defense! Strength tie up the gun, change the armor-piercing round, and follow my orders to prepare-"

This time he wore a heavy cavalry exoskeleton, and the rigid armor was armed from his toes to his hair, and it would not be possible to give it for nothing.

The Empress let out a terrible roar, and behind her tall body, more than a dozen tentacles shot out like lightning, stabbing at the player standing outside the bell tower.

Twenty KV-1 exoskeletons stepped forward in unison, erected the steel plates in their hands, and protected their teammates behind them.

The tentacles like whips over, and a muffled sound of Duang is drawn on that side of the steel plate!

Many of them shook slightly, and their steps moved back an inch slightly, but they were not harmed by the tentacles.

Standing on the front line, the spring was slightly stunned, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

I always feel ......

Somewhat weak?

At that moment, a piercing shriek came from the sky, followed by a series of dense rain of fire.

The flaming glider dived, and the bullets swept down the stairs to the top of the Empress's head.

The 7mm bullet failed to penetrate the armor attached to the Empress's surface, but it tore the tentacles sticking out of its back to shreds.

Strings of blood mist and dust burst open!

The tentacles more than ten meters long broke inch by inch, lying on the ground twisting and struggling like a severed earthworm, and the black blood at the fracture surged like a spring, soaking the broken steps in an instant.

Players who were preparing for the boss battle were shocked when they saw this scene.

Damn?!

This thing is so weak?

Not only the players who were waiting for the spring water and the front line, but Chu Guang, who had just set up the Gauss rifle, was also stunned.

I originally thought that this thing dared to take the initiative, and it was more or less a little bit of a hole card in his hand, but he didn't expect it to be completely dying.

The Empress, whose weakness had been hit hard, let out a roar of pain, and her huge body began to fall back.

The fungus carpet attached to the building wriggled restlessly, scarlet eggs falling down the steps, and incompletely hatched fruiting bodies emerged from them.

Some of them are missing hands, some are missing legs, or they don't have the lower half of their bodies at all, only their heads and mouths hanging around their necks.

They roar and charge at the players.

This seems to be the final charge.

"Fire!"

Izumi slammed his right hand forward.

Dozens of rifles and light machine guns unleashed their fire at the same time, tearing these incompletely hatched gnawers to shreds in an instant.

Players with heavy and light spears are about to rush up the stairs on the ground with corpses on the ground in pursuit of the Empress who retreats into the lair.

However, at this moment, the piercing scream rushed in front of them.

Vaguely-

The battlefield atmosphere group, which rushed to the front, heard a familiar strange scream.

"Hahahaha!"

"Head! It's mine! ”

The swooping glider plunged headlong into the main entrance of the bell tower, and against the high-speed spinning propeller, the nose of the plane slammed straight into the queen's chest.

The massive inertia pushed the multi-meter-tall body to the ground and dragged it forward for several meters, and the empress, whose chest was stirred by the propeller, let out a painful roar.

Soon, however, the flames exploded, engulfing the glider and the Empress as she fell to the ground.

The heat wave of the explosion blew on the face.

The flying pieces of wood slammed off the helmet, and I, the blackest in KV-1, finally came back to my senses and couldn't help but swallow.

"Isn't solid hydrogen safe......

He heard that the solid-state hydrogen battery in the setting does not use pure solid-state hydrogen as raw material, and there are some intermediate substances in it, which will make the battery less likely to explode.

It is precisely for this reason that although the energy storage effect of solid-state hydrogen is slightly inferior to that of metallic hydrogen, it is more widely used than the latter.

The Battlefield Atmosphere Group, which had stopped, was silent for a moment, and gave an uncertain answer.

“…… Maybe a detonator was inserted in the battery? ”

Or maybe you put explosives with a delay fuse in the cabin.

The Battlefield didn't think it was strange, but my eyes widened in shock.

"it...... As for it?! ”

It's a plane made of wood, but it's not cheap, is it?

At least those two Maxim machine guns are quite expensive, he has seen them in the NPC shop, and one can cost thousands of silver coins!

The commander of the spring, dressed in the exoskeleton of the "heavy cavalry", walked over from behind and glanced at the hall with thick smoke billowing out.

"Dead?"

The Battlefield Atmosphere Group nodded.

"I think I'm dead."

"Just to be on the safe side, let's go in and have a look." The Commander of the Springs smiled and patted his arm, "I'll leave it to you." ”

The Warfield rolled his eyes, but didn't say anything.

The protection of the minelayer type I welded with steel plates is not weak, and it is 100 million points worse than the six-type "heavy cavalry" of the People's Union.

Looking at the two teammates who were calmly discussing, I couldn't help but say.

"Wait, why aren't you surprised at all?"

Hearing this, the spring commander and the edge paddling looked at each other with a little subtlety.

"It's a mosquito after all......"

"Hmm...... If all the features on the plane are useful, I would find it strange. ”

I'm the blackest: "......"

……

[Full Server Announcement: "The Empress" was killed for the first time by "WC Really Has Mosquitoes"! 】

[As the player chooses to make it public, the achievement will be inducted into the Hall of Fame!] 】

[Mission: Decisive Battle Hour (Completed)]

[We have defeated the wave, and the victory belongs to us!] 】

Both online and offline players saw this series of pop-up windows from the VM or the official website at the same time.

With the defeat of the "level boss", the newborn brood has lost its last barrier to protect it, and is completely exposed to the players.

In the distance, the sky was already white.

Barrels of fuel were sent into the bell tower.

The fire soon ignited.

The scorching flames boiled inside the brood's body, engulfing the egg masses that agitated on the blanket and the tentacles that carried nutrients and organic matter one by one.

In the midst of the smoke, large pieces of fungus carpets fell from the walls of the bell tower.

Even if there may not be enough fuel left to burn the heavy blanket completely, they will quickly die without supply.

or degenerate into "harmless" plaque.

The players below the bell tower let out a cheer of victory.

Since the launch of "Wasteland Online", it is the first time that a campaign with a scale of 1,000 people has been held.

Many people stood in front of the burning bell tower to take pictures with their comrades, and headphones that could take pictures were passed to each other in the hands of the players.

On the streets full of morning light, looking at the burning bell tower, the shock Chu Guang felt in his heart was far stronger than that of the players.

They beat the wave!

There is nothing in the city that threatens their survival anymore, and that means they have truly established themselves in the northern suburbs of Clear Springs.

Boulder City, located on the West Third Ring Road, may be a potential threat, but for now, they are not showing overt hostility.

Perhaps the south is at the heart of their interests.

Chu Guang raised his eyes and looked at the north, surging emotions surging in his heart.

If neither Boulder nor the Great Rift Valley had any intention of ending the turmoil in the province of River Valley, it was destined to be done by him.

At this moment, a pale blue window appeared in Chu Guang's field of vision.

[The wave will end in 7 days.] 】

[Congratulations, young manager......]