Not far behind the Iron Heart, a slightly smaller airship followed.

Inside the bridge.

Staring at the altered and unrecognizable Iron Heart not far away, General McLene's face was full of gloom.

He still remembered the congratulations that the guy in the tin can teased at him when he got off the airship.

He swears.

The shame suffered here, this body will be repaid tenfold! Standing not far from him, Adria, the captain of the Adjudicator, frowned and pondered for a long time, and suddenly spoke coldly.

"I still can't figure out how to snatch that thing down." Compared to his Adjudicator, that guy was simply armed with artillery and turned into a hedgehog, even if he was facing an army of 100,000, the latter could only stare dryly. Although this sentence was not meant to be sarcastic, it was so harsh to McLen's ears that the latter's brow couldn't help but twitch.

"It was an accident......

Seeing that the colleague didn't want to say more, Adria shrugged his shoulders regretfully and did not continue to ask.

Although he has one more star on his shoulder than McClan, he has to consider the background behind this guy.

Unlike Griffin's commoner-born officers, McLen was just as noble as himself. Although the officers who followed the eastward expansion faction were unlucky, he would not lose his position because of this, and his experience in fighting on the Eastern Front would become his seniority. Political stance is one thing, and in a place like Triumph City, the stance of identity is also impossible to ignore. Everyone is a member of the Air Force system, and there is no need to offend people because of a few words.

The silence in the bridge briefly lasted for a moment:

At this moment, McLaen suddenly took the initiative to speak:

"By the way, how did Griffin die?"

"Stroke." Adria replied reflexively, but McLaan glanced at it dismissively.

"Don't talk nonsense, I've never seen that idiot have a physical problem."

Adria was silent for a moment and sighed. "Don't embarrass me, he's in the Army, if you're curious, you should ask Joseph, he might know something." McLaen didn't speak, nodded, and stared motionlessly at the Iron Heart outside the bridge.

On the distant deck, planes were pushed onto the deck, and surprisingly, they had neither propellers nor engine vents.

"A very bold idea," Adria said approvingly, "I heard from the Captain of the Falcon Guard, who threw this wooden plane on an airship to provide gliding power at the airship's height...... This kind of aircraft can be produced without propellers and engines, and two carpenters can be produced. ”

"It seems like not being able to take off from the ground is a problem, but it's fun as a one-time prop."

When he returned, he planned to talk to an acquaintance in the Air Force Equipment Manufacturing Bureau to see if he could get something similar.

But a glider alone is useless.

This also involves the modification of strategic equipment such as airships, which not only need to convince the air force command, but also have to find a captain who is willing to cooperate.

I'm afraid it's going to be a bit difficult.

After all, Triumph City does not think that the equipment of the natives has any reference value, and it does not feel that this is a war with the alliance at all, but a contest between Triumph City and Ideal City. …

"Can you raise the height a little higher?" McClen, who was staring intently at the deck, suddenly spoke: Adria nodded and waved his hand casually.

"Three hundred meters up."

The adjutant standing on the side stood right.

"Yes!"

……

The Adjudicator climbed to the top of the seats. In the tumbling sand and dust not far away, the shuttle-shaped aircraft also accelerated to levitate above the battlefield. Including Wu Changnian, who was standing on the Iron Heart: Representatives of all forces were watching the next move of the alliance. And the performance of the alliance did not disappoint the onlookers: thirty gliders rose from the deck of the airship one after another, and with the roaring and surging air currents, they all struck the battle coordinates twenty kilometers away. At the same time, under the billowing dust, the 26th Commando Team of the Enterprise has already engaged in a fierce firefight with the outbreak of the Blackstone mutant tribe.

Ten power armor stations are scattered across the front row to serve as vanguards, followed by android soldiers and then exoskeleton-clad soldiers.

Traces of orange-yellow light weaved through the ruins, like debris flying on a forge:

The battle is extremely scorching!

Although the corporate side has power armor and powerful Gauss weapons, the mutants have an absolute numerical superiority and physical superiority.

Unless their skulls have been torn open by a hot metal projectile, they can still charge forward with a chainsaw and dangling jaws even if they have half of their mouth smashed. "Beat them up!" "Chop! Throw it into the pan! "Don't take it!" After shooting more than a dozen mutants, one of the diminutive mutants rushed closer.

Yun Song decisively threw away the Gauss rifle that was as wide as the big sword in his hand, pulled out the scimitar tied to the armor of his right leg, and split the short axe that smashed in his face with a bang.

This is a gift from a certain general of the Lion Kingdom, and it is said to be made of a "heaven-sent alloy" given by the spirit of the sand sea - in fact, it is the armor steel used by starships.

The armor steel dismantled from the starship is not comparable to the garbage picked up in the wasteland, and the short axe was directly cracked by the shock.

The mutant staggered back, a hint of surprise written in his bloodthirsty pupils, apparently not expecting this iron lump, which was bigger than a big man, to be so sensitive.

The surprise was only for a moment, though, and was quickly replaced by a thirst for flesh.

"Roaring ——!"

With a roar, it continued to rush with its cracked axe, but before it could take two steps, its throat was cut by a white blade from the flowing water.

Looking at the flying head, Yun Song shook off the blood on the scimitar, picked up the Gauss rifle on the ground without hesitation, and calmly retreated while firing at the roaring mutants.

More than two hundred corpses lay on the ground, and the gray-black mutants that kept being used from the ruins seemed to have no end.

"... · Are there really only two thousand of them? Throwing away the overheated barrel, Su Ming yelled while plugging in a new one.

"Probably? Who is good at this kind of thing...... I can only make an assessment based on their rations and the size of the building, maybe they have mushrooms in their burrows. The drone operator said with a numb scalp.

The mutants in the Great Desert are completely different from those on the East Coast.

Whether it's the fighting style, or the habits of life. …

If it's on the East Coast, they've already called in tactical nuclear warheads or airdropped self-propelled heavy fire robots for support.

The first line of defense made up of power armor has come into direct contact with the mutants:

Three of the power armors had already drawn their half-meter-long combat knives and were fighting the mutants who were holding hundred-kilogram guns.

At this moment, the drone operator suddenly shouted loudly:

"Most of the enemy units have gathered around the shelling coordinates! There's never been a better time to live! Captain! How long is there left on the Alliance's side. A calm reply came from the channel: "A request for support has been sent!" ”

Almost at the same time as the words fell, there was a thud in the distance.

The light flickering in the sand was like a muffled thunder on a sunny day, and with a few swishing sounds, white smoke fell from directly above the battlefield like raindrops.

The flames of the explosion burst into the sky, and the fragments and smoke of the explosion exploded between the two crooked buildings, engulfing more than a hundred mutants in an instant.

One of the buildings was concentrated by several shells, and the twisted steel bars could no longer support it, and the entire building began to collapse downward.

Looking at the collapsed tall building overhead, a pair of bloodthirsty pupils were finally imprinted with horror, but it was too late to escape.

Countless mutants only had time to subconsciously raise their arms to block the falling rubble and dust, and they were smashed into flesh by the mountain-like edifice.

The collapsed building had a ripple effect, and the other building that had been hit at the root began to collapse as well.

The two tall buildings that fell sideways formed a huge wall that intertwined and broke into several pieces, directly dividing the battlefield from the middle.

The shock wave blew the rocks and debris on the ground hundreds of meters away, and rippled in circles on the surface of the quicksand not far away.

"Woohoo!"

Su Ming, who was carrying a Gauss rifle, waved his fist excitedly and cheered heartily.

"Well played!" The sound of artillery in the distance has stopped.

However, the league's offensive has not stopped.

The buzz in the air was getting closer, and desert-colored crosses appeared above the heads of the 26th Commando. "What's that?" Gu Wei raised the muzzle of the gun and aimed it at the sky, and then pressed the muzzle down again.

"The gliders of the Alliance, they took over the task of clearing the mutant lair," casually mending the mutant who fell to the ground, Yun Song replied cleanly in the communication channel, "Don't stand stupidly, you won't even be able to drink hot soup after a while." Su Ming suddenly spoke.

"Hot soup? The ones in the mutant lair, you say? The communication channel was deserted for a moment.

“…… I'm just making an analogy, don't disgust me. "The collapsed edifice cut off the back road, and the attacking mutants instantly became orphans in the corner.

Commando 26 immediately turned to attack and rushed towards the mutants who had been blown up, taking advantage of the fact that the mutants' wounds had not healed, and used short knives or secondary weapons to mend them at close range.

With xenos as opponents, there is no need to keep hands at all. The ruins of Zhou Guo continued to shoot fire, and in just a few minutes, nearly two hundred mutants died under the guns of the 26th commando team led by Yun Song.

"The strength of the enterprise is not weak, and their marines are a group of soft-footed shrimp." Adria had a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

Although the superiority in equipment accounts for more than half, the combat effectiveness of the soldiers themselves should not be underestimated. They chose a similar reinforcement route to the academy, using a lot of intelligent weapons and bionic prosthetics, but their performance on the battlefield and the bells and whistles of the academy are completely different styles:...

"After all, it's dealing with mutants, and they're experts." The deputy, standing next to Adria, gave an ambiguous assessment.

"Hehe," McClan said with a cold smile and a hint of sarcasm, "after all, they made a mess, and they are not good at who is good at it." ”

Compared to the enterprise.

He cares more about the wastelanders who have defeated him once...... The last time he lost so quickly and so suddenly that he didn't even get a good look at how the airborne troops had defeated his Marines who were armed to the teeth.

McClan stared out of the bridge, staring motionlessly at the gliders that were swooping towards the ground. Come on...

Let me see what great skills you have.

In fact, the Burning Corps did not have any remarkable skills during the landing phase, and the landing posture of the glider could even be described as rather unskillful. One after another, planes and goddesses swooped into the mutant tribe's stockades, their sturdy wings and noses toppling the roofs of countless shacks like shovels. A glider landed in the pasture, its belly straight and knocked over the hot pan. The mutant priest, who had just finished delivering the babies, was terrified and couldn't figure out where the two-legged animals came from.

It put its whining innocence in the basket beside it, drew its slaughtering knife, and howled towards the nearest plane.

But before it could get within five steps of the plane, a burst of gunfire and three heavily armed fighters came out of the cabin, shooting it in the head.

"Gan! Lao Tzu almost fell into the oil pot! With a mouthful of bloody saliva, Ye Shi reached out and picked up the aviation machine gun that fell to the ground, and threw it to the quit buddy next to him. Thanks to the fact that the plane has no fuel tanks!

Even if it's on fire, don't care.

"Hahaha! I called Lao Na. While loading the heavy machine gun in his hand, he quit smoking and laughed and teased.

"Fuck off!"

Night Ten rolled his eyes.

As he spoke, a strong omen of crisis came to his mind, and he almost subconsciously moved the muzzle of his gun, and the LD-50 carbine in his hand was pointed at the Jinshi partition not far away.

"Sudden ——!"

The muzzle of the gun erupted, and a series of clanging explosions instantly imprinted more than a dozen bullet holes on the metal partition.

A mist of blood erupted from behind the pierced partition, and a mutant soldier with a rifle was instantly beaten into a sieve and fell to the dirt with a cry of pain.

Knocking the tripod on the crooked tin bucket, quitting smoking with the machine gun immediately pulled the trigger.

The muzzle of the gun spewed out a hot tongue of fire, and in an instant, an impenetrable network of fire was opened in the twisted and winding alley.

In front of the 12mm heavy machine guns, both the flesh and blood of mutants and the garbage bunkers in front of them are as fragile as papier-mâché.

While players don't have the advanced Gauss weapons and cartridgeless rifles of the 26th Commando, the Alliance's weapons aren't much inferior in terms of effectiveness against soft targets.

The difference is only the shape of the wound on the corpse......

Nearly 100 players who landed in a glider set off a bloody storm in the stockade of the Blackstone mutant tribe.

There was no expectation that the rear would be raided, and the mutants in the stockade were caught off guard on the spot. In particular, their large forces suffered heavy casualties in the shelling and simply did not have time to return to support. With the ranch area where the captives were held captive being occupied by the Coalition soldiers, the Iron Heart launched a second round of shelling against the coordinates provided by the player. …

In the face of strangulation in all directions, as well as round after round of barrage baptisms, the mutant resistance was quickly disintegrated.

"What about Lao Bai? It's all over, why haven't you seen anyone else? Seeing that the mutants in the village were almost dead, Ye Shi turned around and shouted.

"He's parachuting, it's going to take a while, we'll do our work first-" Before the wind could fall, there was a loud "thump" not far away.

I saw a black shadow slammed straight into a row of tin sheds, and the burly volume competition collapsed the shack more than ten meters wide: several mutants who had just developed into adolescence escaped from the shack in search of weapons, but before they could run two steps, they were pressed to the ground by the sudden gunshots:

Soon, the hearty voice came from the communication channel.

"What a coincidence, it looks like I've arrived at the right time."

Ye Shi was slightly stunned, and then laughed and teased:

"Almost, if you float in the sky for a little longer, this umbrella will jump in vain." Quit smoking: "Hahaha! ”

While the mutants of the Blackstone Tribe are far stronger than the ones you encountered on 76th Street during the Wasteland, today's Alliance is different. The fierce battle lasted less than twenty minutes, and all that remained was the sound of Lingxing's guns and the roar of exhaustion inside and outside the tribe. In the very center of the stockade, in front of a strange altar.

Looking at the crowd coming down the steps, a mutant priest with a wrinkled face on his face raised his hands to meet him with rare trepidation and fear on his face.

It wears a garment made of animal skins, and a skull with a rope around its neck.

"Wait a minute! Please let me meet your leader, there may be some mistake between us-" "Bang——! ”

A hot projectile burrowed into its skull, interrupting the dying begging for mercy:

Looking at the corpse lying on the steps, Yashi spat out.

"Mistake a hammer."

See Managers?

Do you deserve it too? Tempest gave the young man a look.

"You killed this guy, and we're going to ask for clues about the crew."

Ye Shi was stunned, scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and said weakly.

"Isn't it the one that Lao Bai said he didn't keep......"

He admitted that when he landed just now, he saw those fellow people who were caught by mutants, and he was indeed a little upset.

Lao Bai patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"It's okay, there are a lot of guys who haven't cooled down, just grab one and ask."

As he spoke, he walked over to the mutant priest and was about to examine the corpse: his brow furrowed as his eyes fell on the mutant's clothes.

The stripes of pattern are woven into an upside-down triangle, like an erected torch and a swaying flame on the torch.

Lao Bai looked up at the altar in front of him, and saw that the symbol carved on the stone wall was exactly the same as the symbol in his memory.

Torch?

But this is a great desert, thousands of kilometers away from the Dead Coast.

How did the Torch Church logo appear here?

Lao Bai's tightly knit brows furrowed even tighter. Is it a coincidence?

Now, though, is not the time to think about it.

Cutting a strip of linen from the priest's garment with his battle knife, he looked up at the altar in front of him and waved his right fist.

"Keep going!" …

The mutants on the periphery have been cleared.

No surprises.

It should be a boss battle ahead!

……

Unfortunately for players, there are no legendary super mutants in the altar. □ don't even have an elite monster.

But think about it.

If there was such a terrible thing, General Klaas would have used it in his previous expeditions, and he would not have saved this hole card for the end.

After dealing with a few mutants guarding the altar with rifles, the group successfully stepped into the large hall made of concrete slag.

It used to be a factory, with a backup generator for nuclear batteries and still working.

Exploring the wires, the group soon found twelve upright cylindrical petri dishes in the side hall of the altar.

The petri dish was filled with a dark green solution, and white bodies were soaked in it, ventilators blocking their faces.

There are constant bubbles floating upwards at the bottom of the dish, and it is clear that the devices are still working.

Lao Bai frowned, walked to the console, and was about to try to operate it, but was embarrassed to find that even mutants could operate the device, and he couldn't understand it at all. 16 If Fang Chang is here, he can't do it...... He looked at his brothers in embarrassment. “…… This is? ”

Night Eleven said with a confused face.

"Clone Synthesis Device?" Recalling what he had seen on 76th Street, Tempest shook his head.

"Not like ......"

"That's the treatment pod."

An unfamiliar voice came from behind him, interrupting the conversation of the players. Although it is a completely different language, there is no sense of disobedience when it is inserted into the topic. Everyone turned around and saw Yun Song, the captain of the 26th commando team of the enterprise, unfastening the mask of his helmet and walking towards the side with a rifle.

"Treatment pod?" Lao Bai asked puzzledly.

"That's right."

Stopping in front of one of the cultivation tanks, Yun Song looked at the device in front of him with a complicated expression, and slowly continued.

"They will throw into the treatment chamber human females who are fertile and have a good compatibility and are suitable for motherhood...... Reuse after healing. ”

"Mutants who are able to use these devices are usually priests in the tribe, or chiefs...... It's the same on the East Coast. ”

"How did these guys learn these devices?" Lao Bai couldn't help but ask:

"These devices are not very difficult to operate, and sometimes there are simple tutorials in the program, or even AI ...... that can be executed in vain."

After a pause, Yun Song continued with a complicated expression,

"Of course, it's possible that people taught them."

It is worth mentioning that although mutants are a completely different species from humans, they are not completely incommunicative. Even they speak human language, but most of them are stupid.

A handful of intelligent mutants will soon emerge from a bunch of and become priests or herders of the tribe who know how to trade what humans like for what they need.

For example, slaves.

For example, the tools for the production of slaves.

Mutants don't have the concept of medicines.

Either there's a healing pod, there's a cloning pod, or there's a mutant chief with great captivity art.

Otherwise, with their barbaric midwifery technology and the harsh environment in this area, no matter how long the individual life expects, it will not be able to reproduce more than a thousand people at all. Yun Song seriously suspected that it was General Klaas of the Legion who had taught these mutants the technique of using the healing pod, after all, those Willantes were fully capable of this. …

There is also an incentive to do so completely. "Beyond that, it's a pleasure to fight alongside you......"

Staring at the burly power armor on Lao Bai's body, Yun Song stretched out his fist and touched his shoulder, and said with a little surprise:

"This is the one from before? Incredible...... You've fixed it. ”

Lao Bai grinned.

"The interior has been slightly modified, not so advanced, but it doesn't affect the use." At first, it was the shareholder who helped him repair it, and then the company's delegation came to Qingquan City, and he bought some accessories from Changge Group. Yun Song said with emotion in his tone.

"The Power Armor of the Boom Era is much better than what was produced in the post-war years, but unfortunately we don't have the ability to completely repair it."

After a pause, he looked at Lao Bai seriously and continued to ask.

"I just passed, there is no one we are looking for here, what are you going to do with these and the ...... out there Rescued survivors? ”

Lao Bai glanced around and said casually: "It's probably still the old rule, wait for them to be sent to the homeless house after the treatment." ”

Yun Song asked puzzled.

"That's?"

"A place like an aid station:"

Yun Song was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect the alliance to have this kind of facility, and after being silent for a while, he spoke.

"But I think... … It might be better for them to turn off the ventilator, and few will emerge from this hellish experience. ”

At first, they would also send rescued survivors to nearby survivor settlements, but later they found that doing so only added to their annoyance.

Most of the survivors will not accept those who have been captured by mutants, even if they are willing to do the company a favor for the sake of money, at most they will only give them a few mouthfuls to eat, and find a place that is out of the way for them to live in vain.

Most of the people who were rescued would not thank them, and would even hate them for not giving them a good time, or taking them to the ideal city. At first, he tried to help with the unexpected increase in "trouble" in those tasks, but after a few more tasks, he realized that it was purely uncomfortable for himself.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, not all of them were caught, and many of them were mistakenly produced by cloning devices.

It is a kind of mercy to send away people who came into this world by mistake and let them start a new life.

Lao Bai was silent for a while and shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't know, maybe you're right, but it's up to them, isn't it? At least we did what we could. ”

They didn't leave the rescued people alone.

There are also many people who were rescued from the marauders' dungeons, and finally couldn't get out and chose to commit suicide. But there are examples of starting a new life, or even being happy in a new life.

"Maybe." Yun Song bowed his head slightly to show respect, looked at Lao Bai and the group of alliance soldiers behind him and said, "I'll leave it to you here." ”

So saying, he turned and walked outside:

The battle is over.

The entrance to the Pioneer and Vault 0 is not far from the camp.

Before welcoming the company's top management, he needs to lead the soldiers to clean up the battlefield and eliminate the safety hazards in the vicinity.

Seeing the NPC named Yun Song leave, Lao Bai suddenly thought of something and looked at Ye Shi who was standing aside. "By the way, bring in the NPCs from outside who were saved...... If those survivors were still alive. "Roger."

Knowing what the good brother meant, Yeten made an OK gesture, turned around and walked out the door.

Lao Bai turned his gaze back to the row of treatment cabins:

Looking at the survivors floating in the nutrient solution, these tanks should not be able to revive severed limbs, but they can speed up the healing of injuries on their bodies.

This is similar to the training pods that players use.

The only difference is that the culture pod used by the player is only valid for the matching gene sequence, and cannot be used by others.

This is similar to the training pods that players use. The only difference is that the pod used by the player is only valid for the matching gene sequence, and cannot be used by others, or even lent to other players.

As for the lower-cost "hibernation pod", it only serves as a save point for players, and does not have the function of speeding up healing.

Although players probably won't need it, it's still very helpful for NPCs who only have one life, and can be recycled.

As long as you don't die on the spot in the wasteland, even if it's a serious injury with a broken arm or leg, there are a lot of remedies.

Lao Bai suddenly discovered that there were really many treasures hidden in this great desert. Thinking of the legendary Vault 0, his heart grew more and more anticipating......