Downstairs of the Boulder Military Building.

Looking up at the sky, the murderous dagger that stood like a baboon said with an uncomfortable face.

"Damn! Why can't I fly! ”

The dog took a good name for standing on the side, glanced at his excavator-like hand, and said with a hippie smile.

"Your two lumps of iron lumps, taking you is equivalent to taking two people less, scratching your scalp and the plane have been dismantled by you, you better save it."

The Kidney Fighter patted him on the shoulder.

"That's it, save it."

The Murderous Dagger said with an uncomfortable expression.

"I want to tear this thing down."

He now felt the pain of xenomorphs.

Ugly or not, the fact that you can't use conventional weapons is uncomfortable enough.

I knew that he should learn from mosquitoes, install a spine with a little more slots, and put two big fists on it as additional prostheses, instead of directly replacing the two original arms.

That makes a lot more sense.

"Rich ......"

"You're too much of a."

The Kidney Fighter and the Good Dog looked at the guy with envy.

The cost of modifying a mechanical prosthesis is not free, and can be one-third or even one-half of the total price, depending on the situation.

The Murderous Dagger smiled embarrassedly.

"Don't panic, you can sell a second-hand, hehe."

The Kidney Fighter rolled his eyes, debunking his self-consolation.

"What the hell would buy this!"

Not wanting to dwell on this issue full of regrets, the murderous dagger diverted the topic and said.

"Anyway, why don't you go with the plane?"

The Kidney Fighter sighed.

"Hey, isn't this with you?"

"Good brother!"

The murderous dagger raised his hand movingly, wanting to pat the old kidney brother on the shoulder, but the latter was so frightened that he dodged in a cold sweat.

"! Do you want to kill me! ”

Good names are given to the dogs: "Hahahaha! ”

After getting ready, the twelve trucks drove mightily to the east gate of Boulder City, and drove along the road under the viaduct to the outside of the city.

On the other side, two Viper transporters also left the tarmac, and the engines in their abdomen sprayed plasma plumes,

Like two dragonflies one in front of the other, they flew to the south.

Sitting next to the cabin window, Chen Yutong looked at the gradually shrinking giant wall, as well as the ruins of high-rise buildings outside the giant wall, and his eyes were fascinated.

Several cows and horses in the same plane looked at Ms. Chen's back and played the animal world in the communication channel.

"Spring has arrived."

"Everything recovers."

"It's animal breeding season again."

"The male turtle was lying on his stomach—

Yes

"Shut up."

Knowing that he couldn't argue, Lao Bai simply pinched the barley of the most jumping guys.

The crowd was honest for a while.

But it didn't take long for a few idle guys to mutter in their private microphones again.

"Hehe, I didn't expect it, Lao Bai's guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes can't hold back his loneliness." Yashi smacked his tongue and said with a wicked smile.

Tempest gave him a helpless look.

"People's object, why are you so excited?"

"Don't you care about brothers," Ye Shi Hehe smiled and turned his gaze to Fang Chang, "By the way, where is your Dolly?" Why don't I send it to you. ”

Fang Chang coughed.

"It was enough that I didn't ask her to take me to the door...... Anyway, you love to worry so much, so you should worry about yourself. ”

Ye Shi was stunned for a moment, but quickly came back to his senses and said with a smile.

"What do I have to worry about...... Ye plays games and never deals with CP. ”

Seeing this young man's sworn look, Fang Chang laughed, suddenly moved his eyes, and said pointedly.

"Don't be embarrassed, it's not unusual to have a partner these days."

Seeing Fang Chang and his own eyes, the wind was slightly stunned, and then suddenly smiled with a big understanding. (This chapter is not finished!) )

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He bowed his head and followed meaningfully.

"Indeed."

Without waiting for Ye Shi to speak, Fang Chang continued. Initial Update@

"Let's talk about wasteland OL, in fact, there are a lot of players who talk to NPCs, but most players are more concerned about privacy and rarely reveal it to others."

For example, he himself never shows affection in public, but the good brothers in the group are too enthusiastic and know it on the official website.

Yajuchi scratched his head.

"Actually, it's not a lot, is it...... First of all, language is an issue, and secondly, culture and habits are also one thing. ”

He didn't know what other people thought, but he always felt weird about being in a relationship with NPCs.

Single-player games are just that.

The problem is that this is an MMORPG!

Especially for the games under testing, the development team is theoretically collecting player data all the time, and no

Okay, here is the door closed in the game, and there is a live broadcast on the big screen in the conference room.

As soon as he thought of doing that kind of thing, there were countless OP onlookers standing next to him, he couldn't help but clasp his toes on the ground, and at the same time spontaneously felt a wave of admiration for the big-eyed brothers.

How did he stand up in that case?!

I can't do it!

"Then you're wrong," looking at Ye Shi, whose eyes were clouded, Fang Chang smiled faintly and continued, "In the face of feelings, the things you said are not a problem at all. ”

Night Ten asked in a low voice.

"Even if it's live-

"Ahem! The development team doesn't peek into the private lives of players...... I asked Ah Guang and he told me. Ye Shi had only said half of his words when Fang Chang hurriedly interrupted him.

Boy.

After laying the groundwork for a long time, I almost got myself in.

Seeing Fang Chang's embarrassed expression, he laughed in understanding for ten seconds.

"I believe it!"

Ignoring the kid's malicious smile, Fang Chang cleared his throat and regained his composure as he continued.

"Anyway, there's nothing strange about dealing with NPC subjects. In particular, the Vault dwellers have their own attraction buffs for most of the Wastelanders, and the Wastelanders are more enthusiastic and unrestrained in personality, so it is normal for some players who usually do not have a strong sense of presence to suddenly have an object. ”

Yashi looked at him with a frown.

"What the hell are you trying to say......"

Tempest suddenly interjected.

"I heard that there seem to be quite a few suitors of Fujito.

。 ”

Ye Shi was stunned.

Without waiting for a second, his face quickly turned red.

"Wait...... This, what does this have to do with Fuji Fuji?! Why did the topic suddenly jump to-"

"Not only is she beautiful, but she is also a rich woman."

Ignoring Ye Shi's incoherent words, Fang Chang gave Hurricane a beautiful look, and Tu Qi continued with a dagger smile.

"Even if you suddenly get married one day, it's actually not surprising."

The wind didn't hold back a laugh.

"Haha, you're so bad."

Fang Chang squeezed his eyebrows at him.

"The same goes for you."

Quit smoking: "Hahaha! ”

The cabin was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Ye Shi, who couldn't talk a few seconds ago, looked at the wilderness outside the cabin with a stunned face, closed his mouth and stopped talking.

looked at Ye Shi who had closed the microphone, quit smoking and coughed twice after laughing enough, turned his head and said a few words to Ye Shi.

"Hey, you like to bully Brother Ten of the Night, I can't stand it anymore as an honest person!"

Fang Chang and Tempest subtly looked away.

"Isn't that boring bragging?"

"That's it! This kid didn't make any jokes about Lao Tzu......"

But speaking of which, Fang Chang was also quite surprised.

I didn't expect this guy to be a ***......

The 800-kilometer flight is only two hours for the Viper, and a group of good buddies are talking and laughing on the plane, and this trip is not boring.

Around two o'clock in the afternoon.

The mist-shrouded horizon is already looming. (This chapter is not finished!) )

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I took up the silhouette of Kingawa-shi.

Concrete buildings stand on a lush plain, bordered by hills and forests.

Geumkawa doesn't have the same dense and concentrated clusters of buildings as Cheongsen, with only a few urban districts with towering high-rise buildings, and most urban districts are more akin to a modern urban layout, with a prosaic cement box in the center.

"What a big city ......"

"It feels bigger than the real city!"

"That's no nonsense, there was an era of prosperity before the era of wasteland, according to the description of the era of prosperity in the setting of the official website, I haven't seen the shadow of the era of prosperity in reality."

Looking in the direction of Geumhe City, Fang Chang clicked on the map of the VM and compared it to the terrain in reality to confirm the approximate location of several mission coordinates.

At this time, the NPC pilot sitting in the co-pilot seat suddenly spoke

"There seems to be a situation near the landing site."

Feeling that work was coming, everyone stopped gagging and looked serious.

"I'll see."

Moving to the left side of the cabin, Lao Bai looked in the direction of Dust Town, and tapped his index finger on his helmet.

The helmet of the power armor has a built-in zoom function, which can be seen clearly even without a telescope at this distance.

After staring in the direction of Dust Town for a long time, Lao Bai's brows gradually furrowed.

"Militants were found near Dust Town, about a hundred-man squad...... There are too many occlusions, and the exact number cannot be confirmed. ”

Tempest said with a serious expression.

"Do you want to release the drone?"

Lao Bai nodded.

"To be on the safe side, let's put a drone over and take a look."

Without nonsense, Tempest immediately opened the drone's backpack, took out a Y-1 Firefly drone with folding rotors, and threw it out of the cabin like a paper airplane.

The drone glided by inertia for a while, and soon spread its folded two pairs of rotors and galloped towards the target airspace.

Just as the wind was operating the drone and flying towards the target, Lao Bai continued to order.

"There is an abandoned lumber yard two kilometers north of Dust Town, and one group landed in the clearing on the south side of the lumber yard with me and walked to Dust Town."

"The second group is on standby in the air, opening the weapon safety and ready to support at any time."

The pilot, who was sitting in the front seat, gestured.

"Roger!"

The two Vipers parted ways in the air, one descended in height and flew towards the ground, and the other continued in the direction of Dust Town.

At the same time, the dust town a few kilometers away was bustling, and a group of people stood black and pressed outside the two-person high fence gate.

They were in high spirits, some carrying farm tools, some carrying rifles, and screaming at the people inside the door.

A robed missionary stood at the front of the line, looking haughtily at the survivors behind the walls.

Emotions brewed for a moment.

He raised his hand to signal the crowd behind him to stop scolding, and then he looked at the closed fence gate in front of him and said in a solemn and loud voice.

"Surrender."

"Offering your knees to the Holy Son, kneeling on the ground and praying for the forgiveness of the heavenly fire, this is your last chance."

"Otherwise all of you will be reduced to slavery, and your children and grandchildren will toil under the scorching sun all day long, and will not be relieved of servitude even after death."

"I'll just give you two minutes to think about it."

With these words, he hurriedly turned around and retreated into the crowd behind him, and the believers beside him continued to call the door.

The force to be loaded has already been loaded, and apparently this guy doesn't want to be exposed at the enemy's guns for too long.

Looking at the fierce creatures outside the fence gate, the townspeople invariably wrote a trace of fear on their faces.

But I'm afraid.

Thinking of the three gods living in the town, most of them still calmed down, clenched the guy in their hands, and leaned against the low one-meter-high wall to wait.

Go to the special torch!

Go to the Holy Son!

The invincible true god stands right behind them, and has hunted nothing. (This chapter is not finished!) )

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Count the jackals and hyenas that covet them.

They already have their own patronus, but they don't trust those who can't be seen or touched!

Wearing the "Hunter" exoskeleton dedicated to the Claw of Death, Level 99 was standing by the window on the third floor of the town office, squinting at the people outside the town, thinking about how to deal with those guys with minimal casualties.

It's a pity that the combat effectiveness of the mouse brothers on the frontal battlefield is too stretched, and they are only good at sneak attacks, and the agility of the new is not very good, but it is not very strong.

Needless to say, the survivors in the town are afraid that the morale of the two dead people will collapse, and in the end, eighty percent will have to rely on their own output.

But there was a team of 100 standing outside......

Hard!

Standing next to the garbage king, the gray-eyed mayor swallowed his saliva and nervously whispered a reminder.

"Your Excellency...... There are too many of them. If we really fight, I'm afraid we will suffer. ”

His name is Qin Baitian, and he is the mayor elected by the villagers of Dust Town, and he is also the gray prophet of the Great Horned Rat God Cult. Error-free updates @

To be honest, he didn't really know what the Greathorn Rat Cult and the Grey Prophet were, but it was the first time he had seen the Talking Mouse and the Claw of Death, so he believed it immediately.

His idea was simple and simple, and whoever could keep the townspeople safe, he and the townspeople would recognize who was the god here.

At first, Qin Baitian was extremely devout to the Great Horned Rat God Sect, but now the surrounding settlements seem to believe in that Torch Sect.

Mavericks are not only excluded from the surrounding survivor colonies, but now they are being found in trouble.

It's a bit embarrassing to say it, but seeing such a battle, he still retreats a little in his heart.

If only the god of the bighorn deer could rule the land with the Son who held the torch high, he didn't mind adding an extra stick of incense to the temple.

The garbage gentleman had no intention of admitting it at all, and he didn't hear the mayor's thoughts swaying, staring out the window and cursing.

"Lao Tzu is not blind...... Damn, how can there be so many people in that town of hope? ”

"I'm afraid it's not just Hope Town...... Eighty percent of the faces are from other settlements. ”

Cautiously glancing at the big lizard next to him, Qin Baitian continued cautiously and tactfully.

"My lord, it's not a good idea to go against all the survivors, especially since I've heard that they seem to be co-opting the mutant tribes in the area. Those green-skinned guys are even worse, so let's talk to them. ”

Boy!

I also hooked up with a mutant!

These people must not be left behind!

A hint of murderous intent flashed in the garbage king's eyes, and almost at the same time, a "whoosh" sound broke through the sky from above the town.

Before anyone could come to their senses, the flames of the explosion burst into the rooftops of the town's mill, and then billowing smoke engulfed the windmills.

Screams erupted in the streets, with the faint cry of babies, and nearby residents hurriedly carrying buckets to extinguish the fire, and the morale of the militiamen standing behind the low wall was shaken.

Artillery!

These lunatics have all the artillery to use!

The sound of artillery could be faintly heard, but it was impossible to see where the shells were coming from. It is precisely because of this that a trace of panic is involuntarily born in everyone's heart.

"It's time."

The missionary, who closed his lifted cuffs and withdrew his gaze from his watch, looked at the town in chaos ahead.

An imperceptible trace of ruthlessness flashed in the pupils of the ancient well, and the corners of his mouth also pulled into a cold smile.

"You're killing yourselves."

Only this last settlement in the entire city of Geumhe was left unincorporated into the diocese, and he would not allow it to be dedicated to the Bishop

There is such a stain on the map of people.

If these foolish mud-legged people refuse to embrace glorious evolution—

Then go die!

Seeing that the windmill mill with which he led people was blown out of the roof, the garbage gentleman who was standing on the third floor watching the battle suddenly became angry and yelled out the window.

"What the hell!"

"Call Lao Tzu!"

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He didn't need to order at all.

The religious lunatics outside the low walls had already taken the lead, using dirt slopes and tree trunks as cover, rifles in their hands in the direction of Dust Town.

Not to be outdone, the town's survivors leaned against a low, one-metre-high wall as shelter and fired their rifles on top of the wall or through the firing holes.

Thanks to the inventory of weapons that the previous mayor had saved up from trading with the Alliance, they not only had automatic rifles like the LD-47, but also two Maxim machine guns, which were no weaker than the firepower of the religious lunatics.

The only disadvantage is probably the support fire on the opposite side.

From time to time, there was a cannon or two in the distance, and with the sound of swishing through the air, the town burst into bursting sparks.

Although it was not accurate and did little damage to the militia near the low wall, it was undoubtedly a heavy blow to the morale of the survivors in the town.

The houses that were destroyed by the shells were their homes, the houses they built brick by brick, and the houses were probably inhabited by their families!

But at the moment, they had no choice but to fight.

After all, looking at the eyes of those crazy people outside, I am afraid that even if they surrender, those people will definitely not let them go.

Gunfire erupted inside and outside the town, and the battle was heating up at the very beginning.

Although the militants did not have any rigorous training, they fought unexpectedly bravely, and their morale was extremely high.

The garbage gentleman always felt that something was wrong.

The spread of the Torch Church to this area has only been a matter of half a year, how can these half-way "monks" be brainwashed into such a situation?

Thinking like this, he soon saw a strange scene on the battlefield in the distance.

I saw a believer of the Torch Church who had his arm broken by the machine, and he didn't say a word when he was rolling all over the ground in pain, crying for his father and calling his mother, and his dark face showed a trace of sickly flushing.

It was as if the pain had been transformed into something else.

Discovering the abnormality in those people, the garbage king suddenly felt a chill behind him.

"! These lunatics are drugged! ”

The voice of a strong man was heard in the communication channel.

"Isn't that obvious? That Nago! They obviously ate it all! ”

The garbage gentleman was shocked.

"! Nago still has this effect?! ”

It is difficult for the strongman: "Nonsense! Have you forgotten that 'fugue' state? Those gods have a way to make people one

Go crazy while staying sane! ”

There are similar examples in reality, such as the German army during World War II, which generally used methyl *** as a "battlefield***".

And these addicts seem to be superior, not only taking drugs, but also mixing drugs with religion, reaching a double fanaticism both physically and spiritually.

Even though the intestines fell out, the group continued to fight without fear, as if they had just started the service.

Junkie felt a little tricky.

If this trend continues, even if they can hold on, they will inevitably suffer heavy casualties.

Just when the garbage king was in trouble, the VM on his arm suddenly flickered, and then a familiar voice came into his ears.

"What's going on over there? Why did you fight? ”

Old white!

Reinforcements are coming!

The amber pupils shone with hope, and when he heard that extremely reassuring voice, the garbage king cried out excitedly.

"Good brother! Pull the bro! ”

After a loud current sound, the voice in the communication channel became clearer.

"Don't worry...... What is the situation with those people? ”

The garbage gentleman said with a smile in his eyes.

"Hell knows! As soon as they came up, they yelled for us to join some glorious evolution, we refused, and then they opened fire! ”

Lao Bai: "Red name? ”

Trashman: "That's a must! They made the first move! ”

Since it's a red name, there's nothing to hesitate about.

Almost at the same time as the words fell,. (This chapter is not finished!) )

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Two rockets arced through the air and landed on the position outside the fence gate.

The flames of the explosion burst into the sky, instantly engulfing more than a dozen militants who left the bunker and moved forward.

Then a rapid gunfire came from the air, and the orange-yellow tracer rushed towards the woods outside the fence gate like a torrential rain. @精华\/Shuge Error-free Debut~~

The situation on both sides was reversed in an instant!

The garbage gentleman, who was standing by the window, excitedly waved his claws clenched into fists.

"Haha! Well played! ”

Qin Baitian looked at the lizard that was waving his fist at the window in a daze, and then looked at the burning sea of fire in the distance outside the window, and the horror in his eyes gradually turned into worship.

"Great Horned Rat...... Oh no, the bighorn god is on ......"

This lord is truly the embodiment of a god!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of his previous wavering faith, and bowed his head reverently.

I'm really blind.

In order to atone for this disrespectful sin, he is willing to serve this Lord with his life!

He didn't notice the change in the expression of the mortal next to him at all, and the garbage king, who was not very happy, clasped his claws to the window, and jumped downstairs with a whimper.

With his feet heavily tread on the brick and stone street, he stepped into two pits in the smooth pavement, and as he lowered his body, he rubbed the ground with the tips of his hind paws, his amber pupils glinting with a bloodthirsty glow.

"It's time to hunt!"

He's so good at collecting heads!

You can't let the brothers of the Burning Corps steal the limelight!

Like a wild horse that has escaped from the reins, the garbage king, who seized the opportunity to enter the field, quickly crossed his own position, roared and smashed open the wooden fence gate, and rushed towards the smoke-filled position with his claws.

In just one breath, two thugs were torn apart by him.

In a trance, I saw the whistling claws and the ghostly face, the preacher in the gray robe, and the confusion on his face gradually turned into horror that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"Devil! Devil! ”

He screamed as he ran backwards as if dead.

Does that bighorn god really exist?!

For a moment, his faith, which was clearer than a diamond, was shaken in the slightest.

But then again, what about the horns of the bighorn deer god?

Why didn't he see .......

Chapter 558: The Battle of "Faith".