"Dead?"

Hearing the news of the death of his confidant, Cohen, who was sitting behind the desk, was stunned for several seconds before he angrily slammed his fist on the table.

"Why did you tell me now!?"

He had just taken over the affairs of the Falcon Kingdom these days and was preoccupied with the post-war reconstruction.

The industrial facilities that General Klaas had spent more than a decade running were destroyed by the Alliance, and those men were not spared even the machines and engineers in the factory, and all moved to the town of Bicester next door.

As soon as he had dealt with the property dispute in the royal capital, he immediately found that the old king's treasury was poor enough to run a mouse.

Before he could finish solving this problem, bad news came from the direction of the Great Desert. WALL-······

Thinking of that promising young officer. Cohen gritted his teeth, almost grazing sparks out between his teeth.

Looking at Governor Cohen in the holographic projection device, Captain Adria had a worried expression on his face and hesitated before nervously continuing.

"As I told you earlier, shortly after we arrived in the Great Desert, we were attacked by an unidentified armed force calling themselves the Enlightenment. Captain Vali ······ It was at the hands of those people who died. ”

Worried that the five-star captain would get angry, Adria didn't dare to pause, didn't take a breath, and continued quickly. "But! We have locked down the identity of the killer····· Her name was Zhuang Lan, and she was a resident of a certain shelter. ”

Cohen cursed angrily.

"Where's that guy! Bring that guy to me! I swear I'll make him regret coming into this world! Adria said nervously.

"The League had caught her, but the idiots weren't well guarded and let the guy run away. I originally wanted to catch the murderer and report back to you, but her anti-reconnaissance ability was too strong, and our people didn't catch up with ·····."

Cohen's eyes narrowed. "The alliance did it on purpose?" Adria said with a wry smile.

Adria said with a wry smile.

"I don't know······ But they didn't seem to have a reason to do so, and they also paid more than 100 casualties in the sneak attack of the Enlightenment. ”

Cohen snorted coldly.

Whether or not the Alliance let the guy go, it would be difficult for him to trouble the blue gophers with this matter. But then again, what is the Enlightenment?

What the hell?

There is even such a thing as a phase cannon······

Closing his eyes and leaning back in his chair, Cohen thought through his mind for a moment, especially about Captain Adria's report on Vault 0 and the clues related to Project Torch.

After a moment, he spoke.

“.··· Have you got the original plan for the Torch Project? Adria nodded nervously.

"Got it······ Including the manager's log, the company did not leave it alone, and copied a copy to us. ”

Cohen pondered for a moment and commanded.

"Take that data, and that pangolin, and return to Triumph City immediately······ Report the situation of Vault 0 to the marshal, and it will be decided by His Majesty the marshal! ”

While upset with the self-proclaimed Enlightenment guys, it's not his job after all, and he has more important things to attend to in comparison.

"Governor······ My lord. ”

Seeing Adria's expression of wanting to speak, Cohen frowned slightly. "What else?"

Adria hesitated for a long time, lowered his head and whispered. 3 "Adjudicator airship······ Something went wrong. ”

Cohen was stunned, sat up straight from his chair, and asked anxiously.

"What do you mean?! Fault? Didn't you tell me before that it was just a small problem that didn't have much impact? ”

He remembers it well.

Although the phase cannon can disable the deflection shield and anti-gravity device formed by the graviton, it will not affect the hull structure of the airship.

Adria had reported to him the same before-"Although the airship landed from a high altitude due to the influence of the phase cannon, Adria also reported to him before-"Although the airship landed from a high altitude due to the influence of the phase cannon, the crew of the Adjudicator minimized the damage of the hard landing through excellent piloting skills, and it could be repaired in a week if it was fast." ＇

It's been a week, how did it become "something went wrong"? Adria explained with a bitter face.

"I didn't expect it to be like this, my engineer told me at first it was just a minor problem, but the more the problem was fixed...

At first, his engineers swore to him that he could fly with just a different wing, but when they changed the wings, they found that the joints between the wings and the airship, and even the entire structural steel, had cracks of varying degrees.

Cohen died

stared at him.

"The core of the frigate is not damaged, is it?"

"That didn't! Absolutely nothing! Facing the murderous gaze, Adria immediately said, "The corvette core is normal!" All that was damaged was the hull of the airship······"

Maybe they should follow the example of the Alliance and get a large parachute and cushion airbag for the airship.

However, the chance of being attacked by phase guns is too rare, and the buffer cabin inside the airship is sufficient to deal with a normal fall accident.

Because of a chance accident, I wanted to convince the Air Force Equipment Manufacturing Bureau and the logistics department······ I'm afraid this is not an easy thing to do.

Cohen took a deep breath, suppressed the anger and surging blood pressure in his heart, and said in as calm a tone as he could. "How long will it take?"

Trembling at the hologram in front of him, Adria whispered.

“······ Some of the accessories need to be sent from the west side of the great desert, at least three months. ”

Cohen

Late at night.

The camp, not far from the industrial building, is brightly lit at the moment.

Players drag tables to an open space in the middle of the camp, next to a cauldron for stew and a stand for a barbecue.

A few power-based players are busy skinning and meating freshly captured mutant bucks and hyenas, while a few players who are not afraid of death are surrounding a xenomorph that they have never seen before.

"What the hell? It's weird-looking..." Daddy Silver took a stick and curiously poked at the fluffy xenomorph lying on the ground. This guy is black and swarthy, a small one, covered with uneven layers of miscellaneous hair, and round eyes like light bulbs. It is said to be a little too small like a monkey, it is said to be like a bat and has no wings, a pair of sharp fangs look seeping, and its ears are ridiculously large.

No one knows where it came from, it is said that a certain player picked it up at the door, so he threw it here and couldn't decide if it could be eaten, so Silver Sword gave up and threw it aside, sighed and said.

"Hey, if only Lao Na was here!"

The Silver Hand said with a hippie smile.

"Persecuting Lao Na again!" The silver sword gave him a blank look.

"What is persecution! It's called making the most of it! Daddy Silver couldn't hold back his laughter......

"Hahaha! You want to laugh your dad to death! 1 The two men scolded almost in unison.

"Get out

！ ”

The little creature tilted his head and learned to scream. "Get out?"

Daddy Silver's eyes lit up, and he leaned closer to stare at the little thing sitting on the ground.

"Huh?! Can this ugly thing talk? ”

The Silver Sword and the Silver Hand glanced at each other. "Did you hear that?"

"No ·····"

"Cut, you two useless things, you can all miss putting the SSSR-level god pet in front of you!" Glancing at it with disdain, Daddy Silver crouched down and patted its head with a hippie smile.

"Ugly thing, listen to Daddy - oops!"

Before the words fell, his nose was bitten, and when he fell backwards, the "ugly thing" pounced on his face, kicked his hind legs, jumped to the ground and ran away. 2

The silver sword hurriedly helped the good brother who fell backwards, and the silver hand on the side didn't care about him at all, and went straight to chase the SSSR-level god pet who slipped away.

The SSS class of Kaizi stretches out the dragon to go."

"! Are you alright?? "Daddy Silver has his nose over his hands." Grass ······ It's swollen. ”

"What's swollen?"

Daddy Silver let go of his hand with a bitter face. "My nose..."

Seeing the big nose of the ping-pong ball, the silver sword snorted and laughed heartlessly.

"Poofhahahaha!"

In the end, the little guy was arrested by the "pangolin" comrade who happened to be passing by, and because it didn't look delicious, he gave it back to the silver father.

Enduring the soreness of his nose and a pair of strange eyes, Daddy Silver took the little guy to Meng Liang, a researcher with the boat, but unfortunately, the thing he picked up was not an SSSR-level Pokémon, just an ordinary xenomorph.

Its teeth were slightly toxic, just in case, Meng Liang gave this unlucky brother a dose of injection.

Because the pronunciation of its cry is very similar to "roll", it is included in the official illustrated book as "rolling beast" and is not recommended to eat.

In order to get revenge on this guy for making a fool of himself, Daddy Silver gave it the name of "Ugly Thing", and due to the opposition of his good brothers, he was finally forced to change it to "briquette".

That little thing does look like a briquette.

Daddy Silver still has a little hope in his heart. What if?

What if you grow up and become awesome? Ugly ducklings can turn into swans!

He didn't expect it to grow a bunch of tentacles like Xiao Yu, but at least it had to be a little better than the Deathclaw's depreciating wholesals, right?

It's really not good, it's good to be able to ride.

Shoving a slice of sliced meat into the guy's mouth, Silver Daddy sighed.

"Eat more briquettes, the future of the Silver Legion is counting on you." The briquette, which was biting at the slices of meat, tilted its head.

"Get out?"

Silver Daddy: "This ugly thing is hopeless!

Although there were some hiccups happening, but in short, thanks to the drug test of the physique players, the food that can be served on the table is basically the kind that is no problem to eat, and there is no big problem. 2

In addition to those foods that are not quite normal or look a little special, there are also some normal foods occasionally.

For example, creamy mashed potatoes, bread baked with garlic and salt, fried rice with chopped sausage and diced carrots, grilled beef steak, and unlimited beer and wine.

Previously, Chu Guang confiscated a lot of good wine from the Falcon King's wine cellar, which came in handy at this time. Originally, he didn't like to drink, so he waved his hand to give benefits to players and "NPCs".

Some of the survivors stood beside the tents, watching the lively people curiously, and joined in one after another, encouraged by the atmosphere.

I don't know what they're doing, but it seems that food and alcohol don't cost money.

Looking at the people who seemed to be celebrating something, Rama's eyes were full of surprise written behind Chu Guang, and Sang Yin asked in a hoarse whisper.

"They······ What are you doing? ”

Looking at the burning bonfire, a smile curled up at the corner of Chu Guangdi's mouth. "Celebrating the birth of a new settlement."

Hearing this, the surprise in Rama's eyes became even more obvious.

After hearing the story of the Pioneer from Chu Guang, she thought that Pioneer City was a heavy name, but it didn't seem to be the case.

Glancing at Rama, Chu Guang probably guessed what she was surprised about, so he added briefly.

"We rarely grieve outside of funerals, and those we remember don't want us to be depressed for them all the time, but to go on with their ideals."

Rama nodded blankly, clearly not understanding. Chu Guang didn't explain, just smiled and said.

"Don't always follow me, go and enjoy the festivities······ Food and drinks are free tonight, go to bed early if you're not interested. ”

"I'll tell you tomorrow about the work you have to do."

With that, he walked alone to the spot the players had reserved for him, leaving Rama standing in the same place.

He is the administrator of the Alliance, the Marshal of the Alliance Expeditionary Force, and the honorary captain of the Iron Heart······ Naturally, he had to sit at the head of the long table.

Faction bosses have to look like bosses. This is also part of the player's sense of substitution.

Chu Guang, who was sitting in the first place, poured himself a glass of the strongest wine.

Looking back at those pair of fiery eyes, he held the fiery wine glass in his hand, raised it high to all the players and NPCs present, and said in a solemn and loud voice.

"Cheers to the future of Pioneer City!" He was answered by shouts of excitement. "Cheers!"

"Long live the pioneer city!" "Long live management!!"

"Long live the Alliance!!"

The preparations were over, the feast had officially begun, and the noise was incessant, and the voices of people, laughter, and bargaining could be heard everywhere.

The city named after the former partner will be the fourth survivor colony established by the Alliance after Fallen Leaf City, and it will also be another "overseas" enclave of the Alliance after Bicester Town.

The warriors from the Alliance are congratulating and blessing the newborn Pioneer City in the form of a celebration, and at the same time, they are also feasting for their partners who are about to part ways.

The Iron Heart has been repaired, and will be on its way back tonight.

The vast majority of players will return to Dawning with the Ironheart, but more than a hundred players still decide to stay

They will continue their unfinished mission, exploring the unexplored ruins of the "Eastern Industrial Zone" of the Former People's Union, and searching for the whereabouts of the Enlightenment Society active in the area.

While that means you might miss out on next spring's wave, Wasteland Online itself doesn't have a rule on how you have to play.

Even if you skip the main line, there are many things you can do. As for the archive, don't worry about that. As for the archive, don't worry about that.

Chu Guang had already ordered the transfer of a hundred dormant pods from the airship to the surface.

The Alliance's infrastructure assistance to the Falcon Kingdom and the Honey Badger Kingdom is not only roads and railways, but also power grids and communications.

Especially in the area of communication.

The easternmost signal tower of the alliance has now been plugged into Bicestertown, and it won't be long before Pioneer City will erect a cauldron for sending and receiving signals.

Although the signal in the great desert is unstable, there is always a time when it is stable, and after the sleep chamber completes the scanning, it is enough to send the data back when the climate conditions are suitable.

Reduce the frequency of deaths, rotate save points, 100 dormant pods, and still meet the save needs of hundreds of players

As long as you follow the big army, archiving is never a difficult task...

While the alliance was "celebrating" the pioneer city, Captain Adria was having a headache for the nearly 1,000 marines and crew members trapped in the desert, as well as many officers who had returned with the airship.

The problem of food is easy to solve, the Adjudicator carries a lot of supplies, and the Falcon Kingdom is not too far from here, so it's over.

However, in addition to eating, it is almost all a problem!

First of all, the airship needed to be overhauled, and the marines and crew members who originally lived in the airship had to all be evacuated from the airship and set up camp.

There were no natives nearby that could be requisitioned, and only a handful of laborers were carried on board the airship. While camping is a must for Marines, the Young Master Soldiers on the Adjudicator and the Marines on the Iron Heart are completely different things.

The latter at least had to fight with the Wastelanders, and often fought off the supply lines, picking up garbage and setting up tents was a piece of cake, rubbing guns and bullets was commonplace, and even lathes for processing hardware tools and even iron-making stoves were carried with them.

The former, on weekdays, is parked at the airport of Triumph City with the Adjutor, and there is no chance of "external combat" at all, otherwise there would not be a situation where the total number of marines and crew is only 1,000.

As for bringing some slaves from the Falcon Kingdom to serve them·····

Even if you don't take into account the fact that the mobilization ability has been defeated, there are not many young men left in that kingdom. What they need now is people who can do the work.

Too many captives were left in Bicestertown, and the able-bodied lads would rather eat dirt in the desert than go back to work as cattle and horses for them. Adriye cheekily asked Cohen for help, but the latter immediately blackened his face after listening to his request, threw down a sentence and hung up the phone.

As a result, even if they had no experience in surviving in the wild, the 500 marines could only chase ducks to the shelves and bite the bullet.

Fortunately, the things taught in the military academy and the recruit camp have not been forgotten, and they are busy with their work, but they have set up one tent after another. Looking at the crooked linen tents in the ruins, Adria's brow twitched.

His adjutant

Ran to his side and whispered nervously. "A hundred tents are still ·····."

Adria stared.

"How can it be so bad! Call me the logistics officer! ”

"It has nothing to do with the logistics officer, the main thing is that there are more people..." The adjutant explained with a smirk, while quietly glancing in McKellen's direction.

Adria understood what his lieutenant meant, but McLene, who was standing on the side, obviously didn't understand.

The humble living conditions reminded him of his earlier brief time in the Union prisoner of war camp. As soon as he thought of reliving that heart-wrenching memory again tonight, his face was not very good-looking, and he couldn't help but say a word.

“.····· The level of camping is astonishing. ”

"We only have enough tents for us..."

Considering this aristocratic status, Adria saved him some face and said it very tactfully, but McLenn did not appreciate it and complained unrelentingly.

"I don't think that's the problem."

As soon as he heard this, Adria's temper also came up and he unceremoniously sarcastically returned.

"No way, our tent was enough, who would have thought that when we went back, there would be hundreds more guys who had to be served after losing the battle."

McClen's face froze.

Seeing that this guy was going to be annoyed, Adria didn't want to say too much, and looked at the adjutant on the side with a dark face. "I'll go out for a walk."

With that, he walked out of his camp with a few guards.

However, there was no good place to go around, and after two circles outside, he unconsciously walked towards the Alliance's camp. Last week, the people from the business and the academy were still there, and he and McLaen were living in the league's camp.

It's better to ······ Going to borrow another night?

He didn't have any psychological burden, and he didn't lose to the league anyway.

Looking at the camp not far away, Adria was thinking about how to talk about it, but before he got closer, he suddenly smelled the fragrance of barbecue meat, and subconsciously sniffed.

It was not only the smell of barbecue that was caught in the wind, but also the noisy and noisy sound, which made him swallow a mouthful of saliva by reflex, and he couldn't help frowning again.

"What are those people doing?"

The guards beside him looked dazed, and when they saw the commander's eyes, they quickly separated the three of them and ran forward to check. Adria waited for a while.

Soon, one of them ran back from the front.

"Report! The soldiers of the Coalition seem to be celebrating the formation of a new settlement. "A new settlement?"

Adria had a bad feeling in his heart, did the residents of the alliance still plan to stay here? Although this is a borderless land, he has no reason to say anything, but there is still a hint of premonition in his heart. This familiar premonition had come to him once in his mind when the Alliance was adamant about going to Bicester Town. What the hell are those blue gophers going to do?!

"Take me there." Adria said solemnly. 3And the soldier stood upright, and walked straight.

"Yes!"

Walking quickly forward with a group of guards, he soon saw the two guards who had been sent before, who were now being entangled by two Alliance soldiers.

One of them, presumably drunk too much, grinned and held out his hand to one of his guards.

"Yo, big nose, come in and have a drink? Hahaha, hiccup······ Go and call your pangolins too! Let's just say...

··· His black uncle looks down on him and wants to compare with him! ”

Pushing away the hand that was touching his chest, the Willant soldier said with a dark face. "Who knows if you've poisoned the wine!"

I pursed my lips in the darkest disdain.

"Che, do you think we're just like you?"

The Willant soldier's eyes widened. "What do you mean?"

"What? Compare and compare? I glared at him the blackest, then looked at the debtor's big eyes next to me, "Help me beat this guy!" "Debt Big Eyes drank a little, but not too much, and shook his head into a motor.

"Don't fight, Lao Tzu's Department of Intelligence, you go to the construction site." I'm the blackest: "Gan! Shame on you! ”

Debt big eyes: "Blanch! You can do it, you can do it! "Stop!"

Seeing that the drunks of the two alliances were about to take matters into their own hands, Captain Adria was so frightened that he hurriedly quickened his pace and shouted at the two of them.

There was no way, his personal guard was too close, and he couldn't care if he wanted to.

If this is involved, whoever is blind in the black light can say clearly, and if anyone fires a shot, then the ceasefire agreement will be signed in vain.

However, what Adria didn't know was that the two of them actually had a good relationship, they were just having fun, and they didn't mean to do anything at all, not to mention a perception department and an intelligence department, even if the two weak chickens really did it, they wouldn't have a problem.

Stared at the big nose and glanced,

I didn't recognize the face at the blackest, and asked impatiently. "Who are you?"

Debt-ridden eyes also glared at him.

"That's it! What are you yelling at and what are you doing! ”

Staring at the two inhabitants of the Vault, Adria said with a grimace. "What about you managers?"

I rolled my eyes at the blackest. "What does it have to do with you?" And what about the Captain?

His buddy is still a thousand-year-old! Less special to take the level of pressing!

Not wanting to entangle with these two drunks, Adria resisted the urge to get angry, took a deep breath to calm down, and slowed down his voice and said.

"Speak to your administrator for me, and say that Captain Adria has something to talk to him about······ You don't want to be punished by your superiors for misdoing business. ”

As soon as I heard that it was serious, I put away my hippie smile and waved my hand. "Hey, I said it earlier······ Wait for the master at the door. ”

With a murderous gaze, Adria watched as the two guys limped towards the gate with their shoulders on their backs. After waiting in the cold wind for a long time, he finally waited for someone to come out of the gate of the camp.

Adria straightened his collar, but when he saw the man, his face turned dark.

He thought that the administrators of the alliance would come out to meet him in person, but he didn't expect that it would be those two drunks who didn't know how to be rude.

I'm the blackest: "Hiccup... Our manager drank too much, and he said that there was something to talk about tomorrow. He also said that the room you had before had been reserved for you, and you could go for one night if you didn't dislike it. ”

Adria was overjoyed in his heart, and the previous unhappiness suddenly disappeared, but his face was embarrassed.

"Drinking too much? Oh," he said, snorting through his nose with a straight face, "then wait until he is sober!" ”

It smells strange. Two bottles in a while.

Thinking in his heart, Captain Adria made a reluctant gesture, waved his hand, and walked towards the camp gate with a group of guards.

Looking at the backs of the big-nosed men walking towards the camp, I suddenly remembered something and shouted behind his back

"Oh yes, our manager seems to have said that if you look at your kennel, you know that it is not a place where people live, let me one

Before he could finish his words, he was covered by the big eyes on the side. "Are you stupid, why did you say this?" I'm the blackest: "Woo woo one! ”

Hearing the sound from afar, Adria almost didn't fall, and quickened his pace with a dark face, pretending not to hear. The guards who followed him gritted their teeth in anger, but when they saw that the commander didn't react, they could only stop there...