Late at night.

Xizhou City, shrouded in silence, is like a dead city, only the area of the four new districts where the lake is flooded, flickering with sporadic lights.

Inside the makeshift sentry, a greyhound wrapped in animal skins yawned, threw a damp piece of wood into a nearby brazier, and paced slowly to the observation hole.

Although the weather has warmed up in April, the air in Xizhou City is still damp and cold.

Especially the four new districts.

The entire city was soaked in water.

The water shimmers on the street not far away, and a dark mass floats on the water, making it impossible to tell whether it is the rotting wood entangled in algae or the shell of a split-claw crab.

Although there are many constants to life here, it is still the best place to set up camp.

The flooding of the lake has paralyzed the underground facilities of the entire city, and there is no need to worry about the elusive guerrillas.

Coupled with the fact that the Crazed Claw Crab is the natural predator of all living creatures in this area, anyone who is not familiar with this area will not be able to move an inch here.

So......

What is the point of standing guard on your own?

Looking at the silent streets, Greyhound yawned, nostalgic for his time in the middle of the River Valley Province.

That time was probably his most life-long days.

They scorched the earth everywhere they went, burned everything they had, and did whatever they wanted against the captive slaves...... No one can stop them, and no one is their opponent.

However, since they reached the south, bad luck has happened one after another.

first planted a heel in Qingquan City, and then came from Qingshi County, not only was the footsteps of the south blocked, but even pushed back by a group of blue gophers.

I don't know if I see hope in the blue gophers, but recently the guerrilla attacks have become more and more frequent.

The survivors who had taken refuge underground were like rats, attacking their patrols with homemade iron pipe rifles and crossbows, and throwing cans full of black powder into their workshops and garages where bullets and explosives were processed.

The greyhound was deserting, and at that moment, there was a creaking sound of the door being pushed downstairs.

Hearing the movement under his feet, the marauder subconsciously grabbed the rifle in his hand and called out to the dark corridor behind him.

"Who!"

"I'm here to change the guard!" The dark corridor answered, and a thin, monkey-like man walked up from the direction of the staircase.

Seeing that it was his own people, the greyhound breathed a sigh of relief.

"Changing guards? Aren't there still two hours? ”

The man replied.

"Lord Goldtooth's order, from tonight onwards, the six-hour shift will be changed to four hours, and one shift a day will be changed to two shifts."

Greyhound was dumbfounded.

He was so happy to hear about the changing of the guard that he was able to go back to sleep under the covers, but now he was told that he would have to stand for another four hours.

That is to say...... I still have a shift? ”

The man obviously didn't want to work overtime either, and said with an irritated expression.

"Yes, I guess it's that Dillon came up with the bad idea again, saying that beware of the sneak attack of blue gophers, and the scope of night patrols will be expanded from the surrounding areas of the four new districts to the entire urban area in the future."

A few months ago he had a lot of respect for that man, but that was a few months ago. A few months ago their forces were unstoppable, but now?

Huddled in the garbage like a sick old dog, he hated the humid air, he hated the endless attacks, and he hated the filthy rats.

Now that I think about it, even if that guy hadn't come up with an idea, they would have been able to beat up the survivor colonies that were holding them back.

If it weren't for the damn caution, they would have been living in the house of the blue gophers in the northern suburbs last winter.

Greyhound looked surprised.

"Sneak attack? It's twenty kilometers from the front line. ”

There is a pass in the middle of Songlinyu, how are those gophers going to get over?

You can't make a hole.

"I don't know, that's the order," the man urged impatiently, thrusting the crumpled map into the Greyhound's arms, "Don't ask, hurry up!" After a while, the changing of the guard team has set off, so you can go alone! ”

Despite the reluctance of 10,000 people, the greyhound who took the map still rushed downstairs with a rifle.

The rotation was outside the four new districts, and they had to go out on a raft and take on patrol duties on the way to the changing of the guard.

Many of the survivors came out to look for food when it was dark, and most of the guerrillas came out at this time, and walking alone at night was tantamount to suicide.

The raft was already waiting downstairs.

The greyhound on the raft went on the road with the nine brothers on the raft, and as he passed by the mouth of the alley, he finally saw what was floating there.

It's a billboard with algae entangled.

The greyhound couldn't read what was written on it, but felt that the shape of the long one looked like a coffin.

Dismayed by the fleeting thought, he looked away from the billboard and began to chat with the brethren on the raft.

At this time, no one noticed that on the sparkling stinky gutter, a few imperceptible black spots flashed away with the shaking of the water.

An air formation of twenty-five planes had reached directly above their heads......

……

Night sky.

Holding the joystick in both hands, piloting the W-2 Mosquito to attack the ground, he shouted excitedly at the communication channel with a voice that almost roared.

"This is the Goblin Corps Air Force, the cargo has been delivered over the target area, ready to go!"

The altitude here is 3,000 meters, and with the air currents in the air, as long as you don't fire or drop bombs, you don't have to worry about being heard by the people below.

At this moment, Ye Shi, whose ears and cheeks were firmly tied to the back of the pilot's seat with a nylon buckle, had been blown almost unconscious by the whirring air flow outside the cabin.

He's numb all over now.

Otherwise, he would have protested with the mosquitoes about calling them cargo.

In fact, the current state of Night Ten is indeed no different from the cargo.

The W-2 glider is a single-seat aircraft with no extra space left for passengers.

However, this is clearly not a problem for "fully realistic virtual reality games".

There is plenty of space between the rear of the cabin and the pilot's seat, and a single person can still take off.

The player himself does not press F to enter the plane, even if there is no seat in the cockpit, he can create a position on his own.

As for why Night Ten is here?

That's a long story.

In the morning, they were still in the trenches of the front line and engaged in fierce fire with the marauders, and they were originally planned to hold out until 48 hours later, but before noon they were transferred back to the rear and ordered to carry out a special mission.

At first, Night Ten was quite excited, thinking that their outstanding performance in the campaign triggered the hidden mission, until he listened to the specifics of the mission.

According to the operational plan drawn up by the command, they needed to take the glider of the Goblin Regiment and parachute into the urban area of Xizhou City, destroy the enemy's strategic facilities, and buy time for the front-line troops.

Their gear has been thrown away in an airdrop box, which contains a locator that has been detached from the VM and can be searched even when offline.

Although the rat brothers built a simple communication tower when they were making a nest in Xizhou City before, due to the transfer to Qingshi County, the communication tower has been out of power for more than a month.

They'll need to build a new stronghold using the radio in the drop box, or fix the Rat Brothers' communication tower.

Because they are airborne behind enemy lines, the operational risk factor is very high, and they can only carry light weapons and a small number of support weapons, and the use of equipment such as Type 5 and 6 exoskeletons is restricted.

But they're not alone, as planes drop supplies every night.

Thanks to the best-selling black silk in Boulder City, the chemical plant of the new alliance has long pointed out the technology of "producing nylon from biomass oil" and solved the material problem of parachutes.

In the past, when Goblin Technology was developing gliders, it had actually produced a batch of parachutes, but considering that planes were more expensive than people, they were not issued to the brothers in the corps.

However, here comes the problem.

He's never jumped an umbrella before!

Night Ten was panicked at the moment.

It is no secret that parachuting alone without training is an extremely dangerous thing to do, no less than slipping in a Russian roulette wheel and shooting yourself twice in the head.

Especially when skydiving at night, you can't see the ground clearly, and there are many ways to die.

But if you want to ask if you can jump?

Of course, that's not impossible.

One of the biggest difficulties in skydiving is folding the parachute, and the other is landing. As for pulling the rope to open the parachute and controlling the balance of the body, as long as you are not in bad weather and can stay calm under special circumstances, although it is difficult to return, it is not as difficult as imagined.

The umbrella was folded with the help of a knowledgeable player, and the problem was solved by 50%.

As for the remaining fifty percent?

Just pay attention next time.

The operation is codenamed "Warrior", and the players participating in the operation are all members of the Burning Corps, and the air team of the Goblin Corps will airdrop them in batches.

Ye Shi felt that there was nothing wrong with changing the word "warrior" to "for nothing".

In the communication channel, a noisy current beep beeps.

Then came the manager's voice.

“…… As planned! ”

"Roger!"

The communication channel switched to the team's voice, and the mosquito continued to shout excitedly.

"Brothers of the Burning Corps, this flight has arrived, remember your mission! Remember to open the umbrella before it falls into a meatloaf! ”

"The little fish will pray for your safety, and the steward will remember your loyalty and wish you good luck!"

"Now, jump ——!"

Black dots were dropped from behind the cockpits of gliders, like shets dropped by seagulls hovering in the harbor.

This metaphor is obviously not appropriate, but it is enough to be visual.

If the umbrella bag is not successfully opened, and the fall from a height of more than 3,000 meters will not be much better than that of the seagull's Shet.

Unfastened the nylon buckles tied to his legs, waist, and shoulders, and Yashi grabbed the edge of the cabin with both hands, feeling that his legs and stomach were trembling all the time.

The mosquito sitting in front couldn't help but urge.

"! You're so jumping! If you continue to rub it off, I'm almost out of gas! ”

Ye Shi couldn't help but squirt back.

"You have a oil!"

"It's always okay to run out of power! Hurry up, don't beep, you jumped, you have to go back and pull the next one! ”

Yashi swallowed.

"I'll just ask one last question...... What if this parachute can't be opened? ”

When the mosquito heard this, he was immediately happy, and said with a smile.

"It's okay, three days later, I'll be a good man again!"

"Damn!"

Seeing that this guy was still grinding, the mosquitoes were impatient.

"Give you 10 seconds, if you don't jump, Lord will help you."

"Damn, don't mess around!"

"Ten, Nine......"

The mosquitoes have already begun to count down.

Seeing that his teammates had jumped, Ye Shi was embarrassed to coax again, gritted his teeth, turned out hard, and jumped out of the cabin.

The moment he left the cabin, he felt like his heart was going to stop.

But it was only for a moment.

As the reference departed from his side, and as he began to free fall, the instinctive fear vanished in an instant.

Night Ten felt like he had turned into a bird.

One thing to say, this feeling is quite refreshing, but the eardrum is not very comfortable, and it feels like it has exploded.

The marauders had no radar and no high-altitude searchlights, and while they could not see what was on the ground, neither could the people on the ground.

Silently counting the seconds in his heart, Ye Shi suddenly pulled the rope on his shoulder, and with a soft pop, a huge force grabbed his back.

At the same time, the speed at which he fell was rapidly decreasing......

The tab that controls the direction of the parachute is on the edge of the parachute line, but after only 2 hours of theoretical training, Night Ten doesn't know how to control this thing, so he can only adjust the direction by feeling, and his nerves are tense and he prays in his heart.

Maybe the dog planner heard his prayers.

His luck was not bad, landing on top of a garage next to a three-story villa. If he had moved a little further to the side, he might have hung on the wall.

His feet were firmly on the ground, and he stumbled and almost fell off the roof of the garage. Standing firm with bared teeth, he cut the paracord with his dagger, carefully avoiding the rusty shed at the garage door, and slid down the side.

"Safe landing...... Damn, I'm scared to death. ”

It was almost given for nothing!

Make sure that the surroundings are safe, and Night Ten immediately checks the equipment on his body.

In addition to the VM strapped to his arm, he now has only a Pu-9 submachine gun, two 9mm magazines, and a few pieces of dry food and a water bottle.

As for his sniper rifle and other equipment, it was all in the drop box.

Just as Night Ten was about to confirm the location of the drop box and his teammates from the VM, there was a sound of rustling on the side.

His ears were buzzing all the time, and the sound was almost close to him.

Ye Shi, who reacted, was full of excitement, and immediately pointed the muzzle of the gun over, and even opened the safe.

"Don't shoot, it's me! Old white. ”

Lao Bai lowered his voice and called.

Hearing Lao Bai's voice, Ye Shi's beating heart finally calmed down a little, and he leaned against the wall with a sigh of relief.

"it...... I wasn't almost scared to death. ”

"Take it easy, don't be so nervous," Lao Bai smiled, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go, the drop box is nearby, let's go and recycle the equipment and radio first, and then go and meet Fang Chang and them." ”

After speaking, Lao Bai took the initiative to walk in front.

Although they wanted to slow down before leaving, Ye Shi also knew in his heart that they had gone deep into the hinterland of the Chewing Bone Tribe at the moment, and now was not the time to rest.

The two of them moved along the edge of the ruins, carefully alerting for danger in the darkness. Soon, they came to the entrance of the abandoned complex.

It's quiet on the street opposite.

Not to mention the slightest movement, I can't even hear the sound of mice grinding their teeth.

Lao Bai did not go over immediately, but carefully observed the situation on the street.

Look at the squatting next to Lao Bai, Ye Shi, who took a breath, finally relieved himself, and asked in a low voice.

"Anyway, why did you land so quickly?"

Lao Bai replied casually.

“…… It's you who are too grinding, I waited on the ground for a long time to see you come down. ”

Night Ten asked curiously.

"Why aren't you panicking at all."

"It's unrealistic to say that you don't panic, after all, it's someone else's folded umbrella bag. But it doesn't matter in the game, you won't really die if you die anyway. ”

Seeing that Ye Shi had been picking his ears with his fingers, Lao Bai paused and said, "If you feel that your ears are blocked, you can try to pinch your nose and breathe out, but don't make a sound." ”

"I'll try ......"

Ye Shi, whose ears were blocked uncomfortably, immediately tried Lao Bai's method, pinched his nose and puffed out.

At first, he didn't find the trick, and he tried for a long time to no avail, but when he found the trick, his eardrums suddenly seemed to be pushed open by air.

“…… Damn?! Really? ”

The sense of hearing finally returned to normal, and Ye Shi looked at Lao Bai in surprise.

"You skipped before?"

"Sort of...... Stop talking nonsense, follow me. ”

When he spoke earlier, Lao Bai had already confirmed the safety of the street, and made a gesture towards Ye Shi, taking the lead in getting out of cover and moving quickly towards the opposite side.

There was no delay, and Night Ten immediately followed.

The two of them moved quickly in the direction of the drop box, but at this moment, a rapid gunfire suddenly came from the street not far away.

"Pu-9's voice!"

Lao Bai's heart tightened, he cursed secretly, and immediately took Ye Shi, who was following him, into the building next to him.

There was a shouting in the distance, followed by gunfire, and in a moment a green flare rose into the sky.

Yashi took a deep breath and expertly fused his consciousness with his surroundings, sensing the faint fluctuations.

"There were about twenty of them...... It's about four hundred to five hundred meters from us! ”

This is already the limit of his active perception distance.

Comparing the signal on the VM map, Lao Bai's brows furrowed.

"It's quitting them! Eighty percent of them have crashed into a patrol! ”

The location where they landed was eight kilometers north of the Fourth New District, and according to the information provided by the strongman brothers, the night patrol of the Tooth Clan should not be able to visit here.

Could it be an adjustment?

Night Ten looked at Lao Bai.

"Are you going to help them?"

“…… Let's go to the drop box first, we'll have to recover the equipment and radio before the looter's reinforcements arrive! It only took three seconds for Lao Bai to make a judgment.

It's early in the morning, it's dark outside, and it's not a good idea to rush over for reinforcements before communications are restored.

Just looking at the flashing markers on the map, they didn't even know how many of their teammates were still alive.

The immediate priority now is to get to the drop box, get their equipment, and then deploy the radio on high ground to restore the area and communication with the headquarters.

As for quitting smoking......

Lao Bai decided to trust his teammates.

"Good!"

At ten o'clock in the evening, he immediately followed behind Lao Bai, stepped on the construction waste all over the ground, and left the abandoned building.

As they moved quickly away from the firefighting area, the entire nearby city was in chaos.

The greyhound, armed with an assault rifle, fired into the alley ahead, his face full of horror.

A few minutes ago.

On the way to the rotation, the gray dog was still thinking about how the group of blue gophers could sneak up on them, but before he could get to the place where the guard was changed, he saw a black shadow fall from the sky and smash it to the ground.

There were only two flashlights in the whole team, and the rest of the people were holding torches, and the lights were blind in the dark a little farther away, and they couldn't see anything.

Hearing the movement, everyone was startled, and the gray dog hurriedly hit the flashlight in his hand, only to see a puddle of meat mud.

I saw that on the cracked concrete pavement, the red and white were shattered into pieces, and I couldn't recognize it as a person unless I looked closely.

Greyhound, who was originally quite calm, was suddenly stunned and didn't figure out what was going on.

However, there was no time left for him to think.

Almost as soon as the flashlight was lit, tongues of fire erupted from the alley directly opposite.

The sparks jumped through the streets, caught off guard by the sudden strafing fire, and the brothers who were in the front were beaten into a sieve and fell down on the spot, and the rest of the men immediately threw away their torches, looked for cover and fired back.

There was chaos in the streets.

It's not just gunshots.

And the shouts of his teammates.

"Damn, I've been shot in the arm!"

"It's Pu-9's voice! Those people are not partisans! ”

"New Alliance?! How can it be?! Blue, blue coats have hit here?! ”

Who was the attacker?

Where did the person on the other side come from?!

Rumors spread, and the patrols that were attacked were like frightened birds.

"Quick! Call for reinforcements! ”

Listening to the hurried shouts of the captain hiding in the street window, the greyhound lying behind the wreckage of the car, although he was also panicked, still mustered up the courage to crawl over, picked up the flare gun thrown by the captain, and fired a shot overhead.

I only heard a long "chirp", and the signal flare flashing green flew into the sky.

The faint light, though not enough to illuminate the street, restored some morale to the surrounding brethren.

At the same time, the camp stationed two kilometers away immediately dispatched trucks and a team of 100 people carrying long guns and short guns to the area of the exchange of fire.

It's not just the greyhound and the predator next to him who look confused, but also the quit smoking in the alley opposite.

He was originally going to join up with his teammates nearby, but just after meeting [Lost and Sprouting], and was about to go to find [Corner Six], he ran into a raider's patrol.

When I quit smoking, I felt that something was wrong, and the six brothers were too calm, and the patrols of the marauders were almost in the face, and the coordinates were still stopped in the middle of the road.

However......

By the time he felt bad, it was too late.

The flashlight on the opposite side hit them directly, and the lost brother who followed him thought that the location was exposed, so without saying a word, he pulled the trigger and swept over.

The gunshots, like old-fashioned typewriters, ignited powder kegs across the street.

The other side was caught off guard for a while, but quickly reacted and leaned behind cover to shoot at them.

"You're crazy! That's four magazines! ”

was pulled back by quitting smoking and yelled, and the lost Meng Xin gradually realized that he had stabbed Lou Zi, and said nervously.

"Well, what are we going to do now......

Quit smoking without speaking, ripped off the fuse of the grenade, counted the seconds and threw it out, forcing back the marauders who were about to leave the bunker and press up.

Then he quickly raised the muzzle of his gun and swept it towards the shop window on the side of the street, sweeping the marauders who had almost reached the mouth of the alley to the ground.

The scene was chaotic.

With the glow of the torches that fell on the street, he finally saw the rotten meat on the street clearly, and couldn't help but smack his mouth.

Boy.

My head is gone!

Recalling the thrilling experience of landing earlier, quitting smoking can roughly guess what happened to the sixth brother a few minutes ago.

Either the umbrella is not opened.

Or maybe it's too late......

"What else can you do," he said scolding, quitting smoking, after changing the magazine, "let's withdraw first!" ”

Going to the meeting point is definitely not a no-no.

Lure those marauders over, not only pit yourself, but also pit your teammates together. Even if they can fight again, they can't fight ten at a time.

All they could do now was to flee as far away from the landing area as possible and lure the marauders away from here.

When their teammates have recovered the drop box, set up the radio, and restored communications in the area, they will have any hope of organizing effective resistance and even calling for air support.

In fact, they weren't the only players who broke out into a firefight with the Marauders.

Near the ruins of the power plant, about three kilometers away from them, the two unlucky ones deflected off course as they fell, landing directly near one of the Tooth Clan's sentry posts in the south of the city.

Both sides were confused.

The body also instinctively pulled the trigger.

At this moment, the Goblin Regiment Aviation Formation had just returned to the north of Dawning City.

Standing on the edge of the airport, Chu Guang, who was flipping through the list of players, was slightly stunned.

"Another one died?"

There were 22 players in the first group of skydives, and only 14 were still online, with a survival rate of only 63%.

But the one who died just now......

It's not like you fell to your death from a parachute jump.

Since the connection of the form-forming field was not based on electromagnetic waves, even if the communication was not restored, Chu Guang was still able to grasp the general direction and login status of the players.

Agility has the highest survival rate, followed by Constitution, and then Perception.

Looking at the silent night sky in the north, Chu Guang muttered to himself in a low voice.

"Eighty percent of them are fighting."

It's a little earlier than expected, but it doesn't matter.

The goal of this operation itself is to create chaos for the Tooth Clan, and the ways and means are not important.

The current Xizhou City should have become a mess.

It is believed that for the marauders stationed in Xizhou City, tonight is destined to be an unforgettable night.

Not far away, under the guidance of the lights, the planes of the Goblin Regiment landed on the runway of the airport one after another.

Retracting his gaze from the north, Chu Guang looked at the wrench standing aside and ordered.

"Let the ground crew and the airborne troops of the second echelon prepare, and the second round of airdrops will start in half an hour!"

The wrench gave a military salute and replied cleanly.

"Yes!"