Around 1942, a German pilot had to go through six months of training, as well as two months of aviation subjects, before he could get the opportunity to enter an A/B flight training school to fly a light aircraft.

When the flight time exceeds 100 hours, the pilot can receive his pilot's certificate and wings.

After that, they also need to enter the C-level flight school to receive training in various aircraft types before they can fly twin-engine fighters or reconnaissance aircraft to the front line.

However, this situation soon changed as the war situation tightened and there was a shortage of fuel, aircraft and other materials. When the mustache listened to Goering's report, he simply ordered the disbandment of the C-class flight school, and then the light planes of the B-class school were replaced with gliders.

It is said that by the end of the war, the average German pilot had only 160 hours of training before heading to the front.

160 hours, that's still a lot.

In the eyes of the mosquitoes, 80 hours of training is quite enough, and the remaining 80 hours can be trained on top of the enemy's head.

It also saves some bullets and electricity.

The speed of the glider is not fast.

As long as you stay calm and follow the method he taught, it's not a big problem!

It took the whole morning for Mosquito to explain the basics of flying to his little apprentices.

A few players who have flown a glider or played a flight simulation in real life will interject from time to time to add a sentence or two.

To deepen his understanding, Mosquito dragged his only four training planes out of the hangar and asked players who wanted to soar through the skies with him to sit on them one by one, and he explained the flight operations one by one.

Although many people are confused when they first touch this thing, but in short, press the electric door to the end, speed over the white line, and pull the joystick up, right?

When attacking on the ground, aim the target with a tick mark, and use tracer bullets to correct the trajectory when firing and strafing.

Sounds pretty simple.

After talking all morning, the mosquito had a dry mouth.

At this time, two little players covered in mud walked up from outside the airport.

The mosquito glanced at the two of them, but they knew each other.

One is a makabazi, the other is to go up the mountain to fight tigers, both of them are farming players, busy in the fields every day, it is said that the farming level has been brushed to 5.

Although the reward of farming level 10 is tempting, there are not many players who really have the perseverance to work hard in the field.

As for the players like them, there are even fewer players who have played Wasteland Online as a farm simulator.

Just as he was about to ask the two of them what was the matter, Makabazi raised his hand with a grin.

"Coach! Can we practice along? ”

Go up the mountain and fight the tiger: "Good brother!" Take us with you! ”

"Yes, you can't refuse to come!" Mosquito smiled, Of course he would not refuse the little leeks sent to the door, but he still felt a little strange in his heart, "Aren't you two busy working in the fields every day?" Why did you think about learning to fly an airplane? ”

And it's also power-based.

The power system drives a hammer plane.

Isn't it fragrant to go to the artillery group to shoot artillery?

Facing the curious gaze of the mosquito brother, he said with a smile when he went up the mountain to fight the tiger.

"We're going to buy a plane to spray pesticides!"

Makabazi nodded excitedly: "I'm the same as this old brother!" ”

The mosquito was stunned, and just wanted to complain that these guys used his invention to do such a non-pursuit, but soon remembered that in reality, gliders seemed to be sprinkled with pesticides......

Scratching the back of his head, the mosquito took back the words from his mouth.

"Okay...... Anyway, I taught it in passing. ”

Makabazi was overjoyed and hugged his shoulder.

"Thank you, brother!"

"Gan! Can you wash your hands and take advantage of me again! Make Lao Tzu covered in mud! ”

The free-spirited mosquito dusted the mud off his body and rolled his eyes at the hippie-smiling makabazi, "What do you want to learn?" Just on? Or do you practice other subjects together? ”

Makabazi: "What other subjects do you have?" ”

Mosquito: "There are a lot of them, the ground attack subject has near-air strafing, ballistic correction, dive bombing-"

Without waiting for the mosquito to finish speaking, he went up the mountain to fight the tiger and quickly nodded: "Learn!" I learn this, too! ”

Makabazi looked at him strangely: "We don't go to the front line, why do you learn this?" ”

Going up the mountain to fight the tiger excitedly said: "Who said that if you can't go to the front line, you can't use it?" Spraying pesticides is not enough! And if some wild boar or some other alien species runs into the field, and we can't catch up with it on our two legs, we just get on the plane and hammer it! ”

Makabazi was shocked.

"! Awesome! ”

It wasn't just the Maca brothers who were shocked, but also the mosquitoes standing by. A second ago, I thought they weren't pursuing, but now it seems that I underestimated them.

The mosquito hugged Brother Tiger's shoulder with a look of surprise, and regardless of the mud on his body, he slapped it vigorously a few times excitedly.

"Just for your enlightenment, I will accept your apprentice! Don't worry, brother, I'll train you to be an ace pilot! ”

Brother Tiger smiled shyly and touched the back of his head embarrassedly.

"Actually, there is no need to be so exaggerated, there is no ace pilot, we just need to be ordinary pilots."

The mosquito snorted.

"Then how can it be done, you must also have what others have!"

"Every cadet who graduated from me is an ace pilot, and our graduation certificate is the ace pilot graduation certificate!"

"Don't worry, each of you will have a certificate when the time comes!"

Makabazi: "! Is that okay?! ”

Go up the mountain and fight the tiger: "6666!" ”

"Low-key, low-key, hehe."

Looking at his two new apprentices, Mosquito's face was full of smiles.

I didn't expect that there are quite a lot of studious young players in this game.

He figured it out.

There doesn't seem to be a training institution in this game.,Military schools and literacy classes are full of NPCs listening to lectures.,The language barrier.、Few players went over to join in the fun.。

However, if you want to be a hardcore gamer, you can't do it without learning some skills!

Since everyone has ignored this market, it is better for him to be the first to eat crabs!

In the future, everyone who graduated from him will be "ace pilots", and he is the principal of ace pilots!

……

After the morning's training, Mosquito disbanded the team and took the four senior brothers under his division to hug his thighs and fly away.

During this time, everyone is rushing to the corps level, teaming up to brush up on the contribution mission, and striving to rush the corps level to LV10 before the new expansion, and upgrade from F phase to E phase.

By the way, I also run in the team.

This game is different from other MMs, there is no real kryptonite equipment, and there is no dragon slayer knife of 999 and lifesteal +99% immortal armor. Although the level and equipment increase the upper and lower limits of the player's combat power, they do not mean that they are invincible in the absolute sense.

Even if it is a version of the heavy cavalry exoskeleton of the graduation uniform, it is like receiving a HEAT bullet in the chest and having to return home. Even if you are a powerful awakener, you have to lie down if you are hit in the head.

It is said that there was shield technology in the pre-war era, and even different types of shields were derived for different types of weapons.

For example, the nitrogen shield on the Administrator's hammer can effectively weaken or even block bullets, explosive fragments, and projectiles.

But that's NPC equipment after all.

As we all know, NPC equipment is used to see, and when it can be bought in the store, I don't know if it will be a few versions later.

Therefore, for players who plan to go to the front line, it is more important to work together with their teammates than to simply level up the sequence.

As for lone wolf players who don't like fixed teams and are not interested in socializing, it's not like there's nowhere to go.

The doors of the first and second legions are open to all players above LV5, and there are also many single-player parties who choose NPC corps, but they are usually relatively low-key.

Although the NPC Corps focuses on defense, in wartime, they will also issue missions to reinforce the front line and transport supplies, and completing these tasks will also earn meritorious services and medals.

If you find out that you actually have a talent for command during the battle, it is also possible to leave the team with your teammates and accumulated merits after the battle, and form your own corps.

Chu Guang designed almost every kind of player he screened in that allowed them to find a game experience.

Using the aboriginal method to manage the aborigines, and using the player's method to manage the player, is also the position he has always adhered to.

Preparing for the Northern Expedition is not only for combat pro players, but also for life pro gamers in their own way, actively preparing for the upcoming new expansion......

……

The edge of Red River Town.

Outside the walls of the Horseshoe Chamber of Commerce's premises, a truck laden with goods slowly passed through a wooden sentry post.

Unlike Qingquan City, Honghe Town does not have a unified large survivor settlement, and the mine owners and chamber of commerce owners have their own enclosures and closed their doors.

It's just that compared to the local slave owners, most of the foreign merchants and mercenaries still prefer to live in the homes of the owners of the Chamber of Commerce.

Although both are the same black, everyone is still more worried about being put on a collar and leg cuffs when they sleep in the middle of the night than being emptied of their wallets by unscrupulous merchants.

The slave owners' residences were not visited, and there was an endless stream of guests in front of the major chambers of commerce.

Over time, the latter gradually developed into a post station, and with the increase in the permanent population, it gradually became what it is now.

"Horseshoe Town" is one of the larger survivor settlements around Honghe Town, and it is also the closest to Qingquan City.

However, there is a fundamental difference between this place and the traditional survivor settlement.

In general, small and medium-sized survivor settlements are mostly xenophobic, but the degree of xenophobia varies.

However, 80% of the population is foreigner.

And even more!

Siss, who was sitting in the driver's seat, had been observing the passing pedestrians.

Just looking at the clothes, skin color, and demeanor, it is impossible to tell which ones are locals and which ones are from other places to do business.

While Sis was looking at the NPCs, the NPCs standing on both sides of the road were also looking at them.

In particular, the truck and the goods piled up on the truck attracted the attention of many mercenaries and merchants.

"Why doesn't this truck have a chimney?"

"I guess it's a battery."

"Electric truck?! What if there is no power on the road? ”

"It's okay to run short distances...... I recognize this thing, it seems to be called an 'electric mule', made by those blue coats in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City. ”

"Blue gophers in the Vault? No wonder looking at the fine skin and tender meat. ”

"Wait, you say electric mules?! The one for 50,000 silver coins? ”

"It should be!"

50,000 credits!

The mercenaries who had been to Dawn City all held their breath, and many of them had envious expressions on their faces.

In the northern suburbs of Qingquan City, 200 silver coins can be exchanged for an assault rifle!

That's enough money to arm a hundred-man team!

Even more enviable—even coveted—was the fact that in the back of that truck, a whole truckload of light and heavy weapons and ammunition was worth twice as much as the truck, if not more.

What makes them even more unbelievable is that such a truck full of goods, sitting in the main and passenger seats, are actually two little girls?

Although female mercenaries in the wasteland are not uncommon, they are completely different from them.

How the hell did these people get here?

"I, I always feel like a lot of people are watching us." Tightening the steel helmet that hid the cat's ears, Sesame Paste who was sitting in the passenger seat whispered.

"Calm down, let them see it if you want to see it. It's a safe zone, so let's just go our own way. ”

Holding on to the steering wheel, Sisi glanced out the window.

Although the sequence level of the flesh is not high, and the combat power is difficult to describe, the burly body is still quite intimidating.

Faced with a large white bear in heavy armor, even the Awakened have to walk around.

Coupled with the 10mm caliber "Maxim II" on the roof, and the tail that can't hold back and always likes to look around, it is more than enough to deter ill-intentioned people.

Their journey has been smooth.

Occasionally, when they meet people who walk the same path, they are basically others walking around them.

The only threat they encountered was a group of jackals that approached them in the night.

At that time, only the tail and the flesh were on the line, and the situation was indeed somewhat dangerous.

But fortunately, the tail reacted quickly enough, and took advantage of the flesh and teeth to frighten the several wolves that approached, climbed on the roof of the car and swept suddenly with a machine gun.

After dropping a dozen corpses, the wolves quickly retreated.

One thing to say, wolf meat is really unpalatable.

No matter how you try to get it, it smells fishy.

They later sold the game to the garbage yard, exchanged some supplies from local vendors, and continued on their way.

"Oh oh! Is this the town of Red River? ”

"It's completely different from Boulder! No one is afraid of me. ”

From the moment they passed through the sentry, the tail and the flesh were excitedly looking left and right.

The streets are lined with boxy mud houses, rows of vendors peddling their wares under the sheds along the streets, mercenaries with weapons on their backs weave their narrow streets, and traders with ropes spitting and haggling with buyers.

On the other end of the rope are sometimes a machine with a crawler chassis, sometimes a cow with burlap bags, and sometimes a human – or it could be a android.

Everything here is full of novelty for her.

The team behind Wasteland Online isn't making a game!

Instead, it creates a near-real world!

That's too nice!

Listening to the fleshy speech in the communication channel, the smile on Sisi's face was slightly subtle.

"Well, I think they're scared, but they don't care about us...... Why don't you hang a rope around your neck and hold it yourself? ”

Meat immediately protested.

"Wait, that's weird, isn't it, at least someone will lead me there?"

Sesame paste: "......?" ”

Siss: "? ”

The only thing she didn't hear was the tail, and she was still immersed in the joy of unlocking a new map while standing on the roof of the car.

"S! Speaking of which, this place is obviously called Red River Town, why didn't we see the river all the way?! ”

Siss: "Maybe before the war?"

Tail: "Oh! I see! By the way, I heard that there are a lot of bugs here, and there are also big bugs that are tens of meters long! ”

"Bugs, bugs?! Where?! ”

Nervously gripping the left wheel under the seat, Sesame Paste looked out the window, but saw nothing.

Tail: "It's not here, I'm reading what everyone said on the forum!" ”

Siss: "Oh! Awesome, amazing. ”

Tail: "Damn! Si Si is so perfunctory! ”

"After all, I'm driving, the road here is too narrow...... Wait a minute. soothed the energetic tail in a coaxing tone, but Siss's thoughts couldn't help but drift to the official website.

I heard that if you go all the way to the west, go out of the boundary of the River Valley Province and enter the Luoxia Province, and then go west, there will be an endless sea of sand.

Sounds so much more spectacular than it is here.

"It's good to have a chance."

The trading post in Horseshoe Town is not far from the main entrance.

Sisi parked the truck next to the unloading point, pushed the door and jumped down, exchanged a few words with the staff next to the unloading point in non-standard human language, and soon a few porters came over to help them unload the goods on the car.

The man in charge of the shipment was a man in a leather jacket with a brown scarf around his neck and a cigarette in his mouth.

Sis noticed that his left arm was a mechanical prosthesis, but judging by the mottled rust, it must have been used for a long time.

Before walking to the side of the cargo, the man consciously put out the cigarette and stuffed it back into his pocket, apparently intending to continue smoking for a while.

"The LD-47 rifle, the 88mm mortar, the 20mm hussar and the KV-1 exoskeleton and ammunition are all we need. But before I give you an estimate, I need to know what you want? Slave? Or mine? Spot? Or a ticket? ”

The VM translates a subset of keywords.

Combined with his own understanding and the strategy on the official website, Sisi roughly understood what he said and answered in a concise tone.

"Mine, spot."

The man raised an eyebrow.

"Do you have a quotation?"

Sisi didn't speak, took a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to him.

Before leaving Dawn City, she had browsed other players' posts on the forums, and had already learned about the market in advance, and had calculated and made a list of the supplies she planned to procure in advance.

Compared to picking and choosing on the spot, using the sandwich language to bargain with the locals who speak the dialect, and finally being seen to be a layman or causing unnecessary misunderstandings, she thinks it will be more efficient to do so.

The man took the list and glanced at it, frowning slightly.

"Copper, nickel, zinc, and sulfur are all easy to say, but platinum is ...... We don't have it in stock, so you'll have to wait until tomorrow. Or I'll settle the platinum part with a ticket, and you can take the ticket to the mine next to you to pick up the goods. ”

Sith frowned, thought for a moment, and then shook his head.

"Other goods are delivered in stock, and platinum is delivered to the military bases of the new alliance."

The man looked at her twice in surprise.

"You're from the New Alliance?"

Sis replied succinctly.

"Yes."

There was a little more jealousy in his eyes, and the man didn't say anything, accepted the list, and beckoned his porters to start loading the goods.

Back next to the truck, Sis looked at his teammates and said.

"Plans have changed, platinum is out of stock, and we're going to have to stay here overnight."

"Do you live here?" Tail's eyes sparkled and he asked.

"Back to a nearby save point, of course...... By the way, can you fall asleep here? It's so noisy here. Sisi said helplessly.

Tail opened the VM and flipped through the map, and it seemed that he didn't know where his military base was.

Sesame asked curiously.

"What is that platinum for?"

Sisi replied casually: "The order from the chemical plant should be a catalyst for acid production, and it is estimated that it is intended to expand the production capacity of nitric acid." ”

Tail: "Acid? ”

Siss: "For the production of smokeless gunpowder. ”

Flesh looked at Sisi in surprise.

"You still know this?"

Si Si's expression was a little subtle.

“emmm…… I didn't understand it. ”

"I understand everything in this game."

……

At the same time.

Horseshoe Town Center, Chamber of Commerce Headquarters.

The man sitting in the office frowned slightly as he watched his subordinates hand over the inventory list.

"Brimstone, copper...... And platinum, all the stocks have bottomed out? ”

The subordinate standing at the desk nodded.

"Well, most of them were bought by caravans from Qingquan City."

The man thought for a moment, got up and walked to the wall, looking at the map on the wall and thinking for a long time.

His gaze fell on Xizhou City, in the north of Qingquan City, and a hint of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously clenched his fists.

"Great!"

The new alliance is ready to take action against the Bone Chewing Tribe!

If they succeed in capturing Xizhou City, the Snake Clan stationed in TS City will fall into a passive situation of being attacked on their backs.

At that time, the pressure on Honghe Town will also be reduced a lot.

Of course, he saw much more than that.

If the war machine in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City is completely activated, they will make a lot of money!

"Your Excellency?" The subordinate looked at his back and whispered.

Looking away from the map, the man didn't explain anything to his subordinates, but only gave a brief command.

"Raise the stockpiles of sulfur and copper, and go down."

Restrained from his excitement, the man returned to his desk, took out the communicator in the drawer, and called the mine owner who had been supplying them all along.

"My friend."

"Here's your chance to make a fortune!"

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