Boulder.

At the trading post at the east gate, two-headed oxen carrying large and small bags lined up from the city gate to the viaduct directly opposite.

Weapons with a total value of 50 million chips will be delivered to the northern suburbs of Qingquan City within a week.

This includes 10,000 drones assault rifles, 10,000 sets of body armor, helmets and other protective gear, and 3,000 sets of KV-1/2 exoskeletons.

In addition to light weapons, there are also 80mm mortars, various models of light and heavy machine guns, and so on.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as the manpower is enough to support it, this equipment alone is enough to arm an entire infantry division!

Faced with the threat from the Legion, the city hall of Boulder City almost opened the doors of the arsenal, and sent all these weapons prepared for the wave to the northern suburbs.

What particularly surprised Chu Guang was that Giant Stone City sent incendiary bombs and high-explosive warheads to deal with the wave.

These warheads are mainly carried by aircraft and are launched in either laser-guided or unguided manner, usually to remove slime fruiting bodies in an area.

It is effective against slime molds, and it is also effective for people!

With a slight modification, these warheads can be mounted on Goblin Tech's rocket vehicles, pouring massive amounts of firepower into the Legion's positions in a short period of time.

As for the power, there is no doubt about it.

When he was fighting against the wave, Chu Guang had spent tens of thousands of chips to buy an air raid, and he knew very well how strong the physical killing effect of that thing was!

As for how to board the airship ...

The answer given by the Great Stone Military Industry was that although they had some good ideas, it would take a little time.

It is true that there are aerospace landing craft in the era of the People's Union, but that thing is usually prepared for space stations and large starships, as for aerospace landing craft in the atmosphere.......

It has never been thrown from high orbit to the ground, and I have never heard of landing from the ground to the sky.

Isn't that the "old antique" of rockets?

But Chu Guang was not in a hurry.

Faced with a behemoth like the Legion, he didn't expect this war to end anytime soon.

But to his surprise, just when he had a headache about how to break through the airship's defenses, Goblin Technology gave him an unexpected surprise...

Dawn City North, Shooting Range.

At this moment, in front of Chu Guang was an aluminum tank with thigh-thick and arm-long legs, the shape of this thing was a bit similar to the oxygen tank carried by the diver, and there were multiple connecting rings around the tank, which seemed to be able to be used by multiple people.

Chu Guang stared at this thing for a long time and didn't figure it out, so he simply asked.

"This. … Can you tell me how you use it?

The mosquito smiled and said proudly.

"Of course! I'm just about to introduce you to our latest goblin technology! I call it a one-to-one stereo motorized device! “

Hearing this word, Chu Guang almost didn't hold back, and said with a dry cough.

"Can you change your name?"

The mosquito gave the manager a strange look.

Although he didn't know what was wrong with the name, he still spent a little bit of brain cells, scratched his ears and cheeks and thought again.

"Uh, the Sky Monkey?"

Sighing as if giving up, Chu Guang continued.

"Tell me about its features first."

Not seeing the helplessness in his eyes, the mosquito nodded excitedly.

"Okay!"

The structure of the entire set is simple, consisting mainly of a launcher with a built-in winch and a "rocket" carrying a rope.

This thing works a lot like a recoilless gun.

The only differences were that the amount of charge and the temperature of the tail flame were adjusted, and the rocket was held behind a rope made of devil's wire.

The whole set of equipment is one-time use, with a maximum effective range of 700m.

The front end of the warhead is equipped with a triggering fuse, which will trigger a secondary explosion after hitting the target, and use the focused energy effect to drive the hook lock into the target.

The winch in the tank then begins to rotate, driven by an electric motor, to pull the user from the ground to the high-altitude target.

It's like a big hook launcher.

However, because it accelerates continuously like a rocket, the firing distance is much longer than that of a normal hook, and since the flight speed of the hook is not very fast, the impact of the deflection shield will be minimized.

His mouth was dry, and the mosquito stopped the conversation and proposed.

"It's better to practice no matter how much you say, I'll show you how to do it!"

Chu Guang felt that it made sense, but he was confused when he heard it, so he nodded.

"Okay, is it here?"

"Of course not, we'll have to go south to find a tall enough building, and..."

The mosquito's eyes glanced around the shooting range, and its eyes were locked on the little apprentice who had been accepted not long ago.

"Giggles, come here, I'll give you a glorious mission!"

Being targeted by mosquitoes, giggling instinctively felt a little bad.

"What do you want to do?"

"Test the Alliance's new equipment, of course!" Mosquito smiled and said, "This is an opportunity to perform in front of the manager, you should take advantage of it!" “

As soon as he heard this, he was suddenly unhappy.

"Damn, I don't do it! The day before yesterday, Lao Tzu was just resurrected! You want to send me down again, you change one"

"600 credits!"

"Deal!"

When he said these two words, he didn't frown a little, and ran towards the "three-dimensional motorized device" with a happy face.

I couldn't see it at all, and he still looked unhappy a few seconds ago.

Chu Guang, who was standing aside, was dumbfounded.

Boy.

What kind of capitalist is this?

Glancing at the little Mengxin who was full of joy, Chu Guang hesitated for a moment and said.

"Is it okay to be an intelligence player?"

The mosquito smiled and patted his chest and said.

"Don't worry, Administrator, I assure you! Goblin Technology's equipment can be used normally even if it is an intelligence department! “

Seeing his confident expression, Chu Guang always had a sense of foreboding.

The group left the shooting range and came to the north of Qingquan City to find a 100-story building that was quite sturdy.

Giggle put the nylon buckle tied to his body on the large Sky Monkey, and then carried it on his back to make a squatting shape.

"The reason why this posture is used is mainly to allow the tank to touch the ground and stabilize the launch angle."

"You don't need to explain it to me," Chu Guang said with a light cough, "Let's start quickly." “

"Okay!

Looking at the hundreds of meters tall building, the mosquito held up the binoculars and glanced at the roof, and then said.

"Elevation angle 79 °, target due south one by one"

"Launch!"

As he gave the order, the device behind his back made a popping sound.

I saw a slender rocket erupt from the fill, dragging a white column of air and rope into the air.

Except that the caliber is a little smaller, it's really the same as the RPG launch!

Chu Guang looked up in amazement, only to see that the rocket hit the roof of the building straight up, and after the hit, it exploded a cloud of dust, and smashed the hook in the warhead into the wall.

A rope made of devil's silk is firmly connected between the building and the ground.

Unexpectedly......

It worked!?

Chu Guang's eyes were full of surprise, mainly because he didn't expect this kind of equipment to be put together by pure brain holes.

Holding the binoculars, the mosquito shouted excitedly.

"Hit confirmed! Ready to land! “

"Yes, Master!"

Although I was a little scared at first, seeing that this equipment was not as crotch-pulling as I imagined, my giggling face gradually brought some anticipation.

And yet—

The moment he pressed the switch, the accident finally happened.

The winch suddenly exerted force, dragging him to the roof of the building and pulling him forward.

"Ahh

There was a short, grunt, clattering like a pendulum in the air, along with the transmitter on its back, and slammed into the wall.

It happened too suddenly.

So much so that there was no time to react at all.

Looking up at the bloody and blurred launch tube that was dragged to the top of the building, as well as the shocking trace left on the wall, Chu Guang not only did not have the slightest ripple in his heart, but instead had the feeling that it was really like this.

Perhaps in his psychological expectations, he never expected Goblin Technology's products to succeed at one time.

"Uh... Oh my, this thing is still suitable for straight up and straight down firing, not very good for inclination firing, I made a low-level mistake," Mosquito said with an embarrassed expression, "but I assure you, this design idea is absolutely fine!" “

"Once our players get close to that iron bump, the rest will be much easier! Whether you climb into it from the bomb bay or cut it with a cutter, you can easily hold it! “

Looking at the mosquitoes who swore to paint cakes there, Chu Guang nodded with a subtle expression.

"I believe in you."

Believe it or not, he has no better way than this bad idea for the time being.

The road to success is always tortuous, and it doesn't seem realistic to count on one step.

However, Chu Guang still hopes that the mosquito brother can get a dummy next time.

Goblin Tech's weapons rarely let him down.

But this kind of research and development method is also a bit too laborious...

Three days have passed since the majestic airship unleashed its doomsday flames on the earth.

The survivors living in the vicinity also spent three days in anxiety.

The legion went around collecting food, causing a lot of resentment.

Fortunately, a group of soldiers wearing exoskeletons ran out to teach the brutes a lesson, and the patrols and convoys that they had beaten fled into the desert.

It's kind of a bad breath for them.

These soldiers usually work in groups of four, targeting lone patrols.

They occasionally make contact with the locals, but not much, mainly to replenish fresh water and inquire about the Legion's movements.

The soldiers claimed to be from the enterprise, but the language was not very clear, and the grammar was quite strange.

The local survivors didn't think much of it.

Maybe that's what the East Coast people say, they haven't been to dusk anyway.

The north gate of the Katyn Post Station ushered in a group of uninvited guests.

Looking at the group of soldiers in black robes and loaded guns at the door, the village chief Mudka's mood sank to the bottom in an instant.

Yesterday the Legion men came and took from them 5 cows and 1,000 kilograms of barley.

I didn't expect them to come again today.

And there are 10 times more than yesterday, with more than 200 people coming......

Although he guessed that it was not a good thing, the old man still moved his lead-filled leg and stepped forward.

"My lord, I'm the village chief here, we met yesterday."

His wrinkled face was full of flattering smiles, but the officer who took the lead didn't look at him.

Glancing at the camp, Colway narrowed his eyes slightly and said in an unhurried voice.

"Yesterday, one of our patrols was attacked nearby."

As soon as he heard this, a cold sweat suddenly broke out on the old man's forehead.

He did hear gunshots last night, but it was quite far from here, three or four kilometers away.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the wasteland, either two groups of wastelanders are fighting, or they bump into xenos active in the forest, and he doesn't take it seriously at all.

"Well, that's none of our business. Surely, it was the people of the company who did it, I seem to have seen those guys wearing exoskeletons! “

Those people have said that they can throw the pot on their heads when they are in danger, and they are not bad at that anyway.

Of course, Mudka was not polite, and immediately shook out their identities.

With no interest in this kind of intelligence, Colway continued with a blank face.

"Whether it has anything to do with you or not, this has become a war zone."

"Before we can get rid of those bugs, you'll need to move with us to the designated location and set up camp."

As soon as the words fell, a commotion suddenly spread around them, and the survivors standing next to the camp had surprise, surprise, and even panic on their faces.

"Migration?" Mudka looked at the officer in front of him in a daze, and asked in a voice, "But, why one?"

Colway unceremoniously interrupted him.

"There's no why, it's an order."

"We are protecting you, and we hope you will not be ignorant."

This is the plan drawn up by General McClown.

The Legion will build a large camp near Deciduous Ridge on the northwest side of Seoya City to house survivors within a radius of 100 miles.

It is a confluence of mountains, forests and plains, with abundant water resources, and the planned camp is expected to accommodate 10,000 people.

When everything is ready, they will make their way east, destroying the survivors' settlements along the way, and migrating the conquered populations and booty there.

Controlling the western exit of the Southern Corridor is equivalent to blocking the throat of Luoxia Province leading to the Eastern Provinces.

General McClen's ambitions were not content to be called upon by that General Griffin, and it was not much credit to capture an escaped corporate employee and block reinforcements sent from the East Coast.

He was to expand the Legion's sphere of influence another 5 kilometers to the east, laying the groundwork for the Legion's next expedition.

Since there are no vassals worth supporting in this area, it is better to build one of your own.

It's not hard for them.

They don't need to worry about how so many people survive, people are like weeds all over the ground, no matter how bad the conditions are, as long as they continue to lower their living standards and moral bottom line, they can always survive part of the fittest.

They will nurture obedient people to be the leaders of the survivors, and they will take those people to farm, pick up garbage, and do the work.

And the leaders who were pushed to the front of the stage, in order not to be hanged by the slaves, could only do their best to please them who were holding the barrel of the gun.

As the masters of these minions, they don't have to do anything, but can collect supplies from them more efficiently.

It's a win-win-win-win-win-

Mudka's lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word in fear.

It was the young man beside him who stepped forward and plucked up the courage to speak.

"We don't need your protection, we've lived here for years. It's been good. ”

Not interested in talking nonsense with such a little person at all, Colway didn't even look at him, just glanced at the time on his watch, and then at Mudka.

You have an hour to pack your bags. ”

"If you don't take anything with you, I'll burn it for you."

Early the next morning.

The three young players arrived at the door of the Katyn Station.

The dense tents in the original camp are no longer visible, and now only a mess remains.

From the gate of the wooden fence to the center of the camp, there were torn rags and damaged wooden crates all over the floor.

Everything that could be taken away was taken away, and everything that could not be taken was burned.

In the entire camp, there is no trace of human population at all.

"Damn, these dogecoin guys are really ruthless."

Looking at the tragic situation in front of them, the battlefield atmosphere team couldn't help but squirt.

Behind him, [My Blackest] and [Kakarot] were the same, with surprised expressions on their faces.

"Is this the legendary Fortified Kiyono?"

"Good fellows... There's really nothing left. ”

"But there doesn't seem to be any sign of a battle here, and there's no blood."

I don't know if that's the case here, and it's the same as a camp they've passed by before.

The Battlefield Atmosphere Group said after a pause.

"Let's search around first."

The two players nodded.

"Roger."

Keeping the radio silent, the three agreed on a meeting place and time, spread out in all directions, and cautiously explored deeper into the camp.

At this moment, their outfits are no different from those of the scavengers that can be found everywhere in the wasteland, wearing straw hats and patched rags, completely hiding the exoskeleton underneath and the equipment hanging from the exoskeleton.

Forests, mountains, and urban areas can easily hide their whereabouts, but most of the survivor settlements are distributed on the plains at the edge of the forest, and there is a high probability that they will be taken care of by the observers on the Iron Heart, no matter how they are broken into zero, as long as the other party is not blind, they will not even be unable to see the exoskeleton walking on the plains.

This set of skins is not pretty, but it can help them avoid the eyes in the sky.

Even if the Legion never cared about accidentally injuring passers-by, it would not have the luxury of wasting shells on a few passing scavengers.

If that's the case, two more airships won't be enough.

Ignoring the airship floating in the distance, the Battlefield Atmosphere team picked and searched the camp, occasionally picking up two pieces of charcoal and throwing them into a sack.

First, it looks like it, and second, it can be used to cook instant noodles for a while.

They had come to the survivors' residence to inquire about the Legion and to fill the jug.

Unfortunately, neither of these goals can be achieved.

The Atmosphere of the Field Team noticed that the only two wells in the camp had been filled with rubbish.

The water source was sealed, and the village was essentially destroyed.

"No bodies found."

Kakarot walked back from the side, looked at the Battlefield and continued, "The Legion has taken everyone here, men, women, old people, children, and their two-headed cows. ”

The Battlefield Atmosphere Group nodded, looking pensive.

"It seems that they have been in a hurry for three days, and they have already launched more than 12 attacks as planned, targeting the less powerful patrols, and each attack is strictly controlled within three minutes.

Regardless of the outcome of the battle, retreat as soon as the three minutes are up, never fall into a stalemate, and do not give the other side a chance to call for fire support at all.

This style of play is very effective.

In fact, the vast majority of ten-man teams don't hold out for more than three minutes in front of a four-person squad of players.

Ammunition consumption?

That kind of thing didn't exist at all, and the LD-47 simply took the local material and picked up the weapons of the legion after the bullets were fired.

The "Blade" assault rifle of the Aviation Marine Corps, although not as well made as the "Falcon" of the Youth Army, is not inferior in firepower.

Maintaining this mode of warfare, they consumed the corps' vital forces, but instead of decreasing, they had more and more ammunition and more and more firepower.

In the face of constant harassment by the guerrillas, the regiment had to reduce the scope of its patrols and expand the size of each patrol.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that the Legion was also ruthless enough to simply demolish the survivors' residences within the power projection range.

In the end, it was taught by the same military school, and the strategy adopted by the Iron Heart was almost the same as the strategy adopted by the Chewing Bone Tribe in Xizhou City.

I couldn't help but ask.

"Where will the survivors go?"

Kakarot shook his head.

"I don't know, but I don't think it's going to take them to an airship, it's going to be a concentration camp or something, and let those people help with the work, go to the nearby city to collect supplies, or something."

There is still a slight difference between the legion and the marauders, at least not to the point of cannibalism.

Hearing Kakarot's speculation, I was stunned at the darkest.

"Those survivors are so obedient?"

Kakarot rolled his eyes: "Merchants and mercenaries are different, the survivors who live there always have families, so it is not easy for them to listen. ”

Whether it was to use rations or other things as a threat, or to hire marauders and mercenaries as overseers, there were more than a dozen methods he could think of.

Not to mention those "professionals".

The simplest is as they see it, directly tearing down the survivors' homes.

I have no home to go back to, I don't want to sleep in the wilderness, and I can't go into a xenomorph poop, so I can only stay in a camp controlled by the legion.

After all, there are only a few survivors who can survive alone in the wild.

Most people who have left stable survivor settlements will end up no more optimistic than losing their freedom.

"But this is not an opportunity for us," the Battlefield Atmosphere team rubbed their chins, "as long as we find their camp for survivors, we may not be able to sneak in and do something." ”

Kakarot's eyes lit up.

"That's a good idea."

I didn't expect this reckless man to come up with a good idea or two once in a while.

I hesitated for a moment and said cautiously.

"I suggest that we better go back to the base twenty kilometers away first, and tell the spring brother about the situation here."

"And our baggage team should arrive today, and it should be back to converge."

"That makes sense," the Warfield said after a moment's thought, "so let's split up, you and Kakarot go back first, and help me bring the exoskeleton back by the way." I'll follow their trails, and I'll go back to join you as soon as I've figured out the location of the camp. ”

While the footprints are still there, it shouldn't be difficult to keep up.

After a while, like a rain or something, it won't be so easy.

I was the blackest, but I hesitated, but nodded.

"Then be careful."

The battlefield grinned and gave the good brothers a reliable look.

"Don't worry, what level Lao Tzu is, don't you know yet?"

I had a subtle expression on my darkest face, and Kakarot simply rolled his eyes.

Shao Te bragged, quickly took off his equipment and got out. ”

The Battlefield guy snorted.

"You can't take it off here."

As he spoke, he glanced at the grove beside him.

"You wait for me a moment."

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