The mutants entrenched in Kinhe City have long been accustomed to attacks on the Iron Tower, and this time seems to be no different from the last one.

Each side left a dozen corpses behind, and after a big fight, it ended hastily.

However, as Chu Guang guessed, the local mutant tribe was not the same as that in other places, and there were more calculating guys.

Three armed trucks were blown up, and nineteen mutant soldiers were killed, including a 30% centurion.

For a group of guerrilla soldiers who even had their equipment cobbled together, this battle damage was obviously a bit suspicious......

Early the next morning.

In the ruined streets, there stood a burly giant.

He was more than three meters tall, as strong as a wild bear, with green and black skin, half granite muscles, half steel soaked in grease and mottled rust, and at first glance it was difficult to tell whether flesh drove the steel, or whether the steel was driven by flesh.

His name was Chi Garn, the leader of the secular sect of the Qi tribe, and he was not only the strongest of the entire tribe, but also the undisputed supreme power.

Staring at the miserable corpse in front of him, his brows twisted into two centipedes, and he didn't know what was brewing in his flickering pupils.

At this moment, an old mutant with a rickety figure and a strip of patterned cloth draped over his shoulders walked up to him and whispered softly.

"Missiles, Gauss rifles, power armor, and airplanes....... These delicate things don't look like the handiwork of those stragglers, eighty percent of the humans from the north are eyeing us. ”

The old man's name was Qi Gormore, and he was the high priest of the Qi tribe, and he was more than 100 years old.

While most of the elderly priests of the Qi tribe were from the old Patriarchal Sect, this Gomore was an exception, completely on the side of the younger secular sect.

And this is one of the reasons why he was able to replace those respected old antiques as the high priest of the tribe and gain the trust of Garn.

"Where are they?" Garn asked in a deep voice.

There wasn't a ripple in the voice, but Gomore could still hear the anger brewing in it.

He knew the adult too well.

After all, he watched this kid grow up......

Gomore's eyes moved slightly, and he said in a very soft voice.

"I heard that a few days ago, the apostles of the Torch Church went to a place called Dust Town, north of Geumha, to preach, but there was no news."

"In the entire area around Geumhe City, only the place called Dust Town was left unembraced by the flames. Even the Pinecone Farm has become a puppet of the Church, and there are only two or three hundred households in that village, and it is impossible for those people to be left alone......"

It's obvious. Someone helped them.

And who those people are is self-evident.

Sensing Gomore's roundabout words, a grim smile curled up at the corners of Garn's mouth, and his scarlet gums exuded a bloodthirsty and cruel aura.

"Oger."

As his words fell, a tall, heavily armored mutant warrior strode up to him, knelt down on one knee, and said with an urn.

"What does the chief command?"

Garn took the map from Gomore's hand, glanced at it, dropped it in the hands of the mutant warrior named Oger, and ordered in a steady voice.

"Take five hundred-man teams and go to the settlement called Dust Town to the north to avenge your brother."

"Humans there—"

"None of them will be left!"

The Torch Church wanted them to take it from the sheepfold in moderation, but since it wasn't a sheepfold, there was nothing to say.

This is a necessary deterrent.

He wants to remind those who are disrespectful of the price of disobedience. Hearing that he was avenging his brother, Oger's eyes immediately rose with monstrous war intent and anger, and he grabbed the crumpled map in his hand.

"Ogg!"

Leaving the leader's side, Ogg strode to the open-top SUV parked on the side of the road, roaring for the driver to drive to the barracks several kilometers away.

Soon, a group of mutant soldiers who looked sloppy and sloppy, but their equipment was unambiguous, completed the assembly at the door, and there were about 500 people in Wuyang.

Halfway up from the open-top buggy, Ogg grabbed a thigh-thick rifle and raised it high, ripped out his voice and roared rudely.

"Oger !!"

"I'm going to slaughter that cowardly and ugly two-legged worm!!"

The rough roar seemed to carry a strange magical power, igniting countless pairs of pupils looking up at him.

The mutant soldiers standing in front of the door raised their hands in the air, shouting excitedly and rudely for the impending killing.

"Oger!!"

In the Qi tribe, names are given special meanings.

Only warriors who have been approved by the leader can be given a writable name, and only warriors who have done enough to do so can have the surname of the tribe in front of their name.

Calling out one's name in front of the battle means staking one's honor and an oath of victory.

And chanting the name of the general is a response to the oath!

"Let's go!!" Oger slammed his fan-sized hand.

Under his simple and brutal commands, the mutant soldiers climbed into the hulking trucks with a roar.

Those who didn't squeeze into the car ran behind the truck with a snort, as if they were in a hurry to attend a banquet in the wine pool and meat forest, for fear of running slow and falling.

Overloaded trucks with welded ramming angles and steel plates crawled like snails, leading a group of crowded green heads and black muzzles to the suburbs.

Eight armed off-road vehicles roamed on the wings of the large army, and the space in the vehicles was filled with muscles the size of steamed buns.

I have to say that the mode of this march is also quite "goblin"......

However, the "Oaks" apparently did not notice that a drone was hovering above their heads, staring at them for a long time......

On the other side, Dust Town, fifty kilometers away, was shrouded in a thin morning mist at the moment, and it was still quiet and peaceful.

The survivors living here have never seen such a big thing as the "Viper" transport plane, which can fly and breathe fire, and they all regard the players who come down from above as "heavenly soldiers" sent by the emperor.

The locals seem to have developed a set of logic, or beliefs, that can justify themselves, and believe in the emperor who saved them, and the greathorned rats and greathorn deer gods under his command...

....

"What the hell is the Emperor?!"

After learning about the situation in the town from the mayor, Ye Shi grabbed the garbage brother and asked, "And how did Lao Tzu become a genetic prototype?!" ”

Pick-up Lajun glared at me next to me in embarrassment, and I wanted to look quietly. "You'll have to ask this guy."

I think Jing Jing is also subtle, coughed and said. "I'm just kidding, I didn't expect them to take it seriously...... And the genoplasm, don't you think it's cool? ”

The strongman looked at him dissatisfied.

"Cool hammer! Originally, this group of Diao Minxin bighorn rats were so good, just your P talked a lot, and they stuffed a bunch of messy things. ”

I think Jing Jing is not happy all of a sudden.

"What do you mean by mess? I suspect you're disloyal! The strongman spat in embarrassment.

"Phew, human thing!"

Looking at the one person and one rat who were arguing, Fang Chang's expression subtly looked away.

"Maybe our game inventory is different."

He could neither get the point of their argument nor get into their topic at all.

Suddenly remembering something, the garbage gentleman hurriedly pulled Ye Shi and asked. "By the way, I almost forgot, what about the fertilizer and seeds I asked you to help bring? And tractors or something. ”

"How could that thing be on a plane?!"

Ye Shi rolled his eyes, but seeing that this brother looked anxious, he sighed and said, "Don't worry, I'll get you a truck, it should be there in a few days." ”

"Really?!"

The amber pupils suddenly lit up, and the garbage gentleman, who was still with a collapsed face a second ago, instantly smiled, and hooked Ye Shi's shoulder with a smile.

"Thank you, brother!"

"You're welcome, give me a ride next time."

"Ahem, it's not impossible to call me Daddy.".

The group was bragging about it, and the two "Viper" transport planes that returned to Boulder City last night suddenly dragged two arcs out of the edge of the forest sea. The high-speed jet of plasma plume blew up a large cloud of dust, dragging two pitch-black fuselages slowly down in the middle of the town. "The Emperor is above!!"

Seeing the uniquely shaped plane, Qin Baitian, the mayor of Dust Town, clenched his fists excitedly, came back to his senses and hurriedly took the lead and knelt on the ground.

Seeing this, the residents who went out to see the bustle also prostrated on the ground excitedly, praying sincerely to the plane.

Twenty players wearing exoskeletons jump out of the cabin. They wore a K-10 "iron wall" heavy exoskeleton and held a ridiculously large rifle shaped like a long brick.

The thick caliber is like a shortened 20mm "riding gun", but compared with the heavy exoskeleton on their body, it is not too abrupt.

Looking at the prostrate residents on the street, the midnight chicken killer who took the lead was suddenly stunned, and was given the big gift of three knocks and nine bows.

What's going on?

Just as he was at a loss, a familiar voice suddenly came from not far away.

"Damn?! Brother Chicken?! ”

Seeing the midnight chicken killer who took the lead, Yaju's eyes widened in surprise, and he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, continuing with a hippie smile.

"Long time no see, no more cutting trees?"

Although it can be seen occasionally on the forums, it is true that it has been a long time since I have seen it in the game.

Throughout the Battle of Luoxia Province, the Jungle Corps was barely engaged in frontal combat, but was active in the northern border of the Alliance, hunting for xenos that nested near Dawn City, and tracking down the Xiong Clan's henchmen who roamed at the junction of the central part of the River Valley Province and the Luoxia Province.

It was surrounded by mountains and mountains, and there were no roads to pass, and there was no way to get supplies where people went, but this was obviously not a problem for Midnight Brother.

A group of powerful men each with a logging axe cut a path through the jungle.

In the process, they also found many survivors who had hidden in the mountains and forests to escape the Bone Chewing Rebellion, and naturalized those unwindpled populations to Dawn City, in a sense, to expand the territory of the Alliance.

Among the many gameplay methods of "Wasteland Online", the tree cutting stream represented by Midnight Guy is a unique gameplay.

Although this gameplay is a bit boring, and there are very few players who can stick to it, this long-term process of refining the flesh is a good way to upgrade the power system, and it is not much worse than tempering on the battlefield and construction site.

At present, his level is LV34, which is only 2 levels away from Lao Bai.

If it weren't for the reckless fighting style and the slightly higher battle loss rate, I'm afraid he would have been ranked in the TOP1 of the power department.

Looking at the ten brothers who hadn't seen him for a long time, he smiled honestly at midnight. "Yes, we still want to cut down trees, but the manager asked us to cut them in another place, so we changed guards with the spring water brother!"

Seeing the big guy in his hand, Ye Shi asked curiously. "What the hell are you, why haven't I seen it in the store?" "XB-1 'Growler' Blaster! Shoot 19mm Bullets! Seeing the envy in the eyes of the players, Midnight Killer patted the guy on his hand, and said with a fluttering eyebrow, "This thing is probably the largest caliber light weapon in the alliance at present...... It's still in beta, and that's what we're here for. ”

"Damn?! Blasters? ”

Hearing this introduction, I wanted to look at Jingjing's eyes straight, and the obsessive expression almost didn't put the word "want" on my face.

The strength is also envious, but after a glance at his small body, he reluctantly gave up.

The gun was the size of his whole mouse, and in the end, the goblin technology equipment was more suitable for him.

If only the mosquitoes didn't come so often.

"Good fellow...... 19mm？！ You call this a gun?! The Picheng paratroopers standing next to the midnight chicken slaughter said with a smile. This thing is really powerful, we tried it, and the thumb-thick steel plate can be dry exploded! It's just that the ammunition load is a little lower, the magazine can only be stuffed with 20 rounds, the double drum is only 50 rounds, and you can carry three drums while wearing an exoskeleton. ”

Night Eleven reached out and touched it with envy. "Good brother, give me a refreshing look."

Xiao Xiaoxiao bookworm smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't think about it, this thing requires a minimum of 30 points of strength, or a heavy exoskeleton."

Night Ten: "Damn! Can't I have an exoskeleton? "Midnight Killer glanced at Night Eleven curiously." What about your power armor? ”

I heard that this guy didn't show off a lot in the past few days in Boulder City, and he didn't feel sorry for electricity, and he almost welded that thing to his body.

Yajuchi scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

“..... The blood bar was dried up and yellowed, and it was sent back for overhaul. Xiao Xiaoxiao bookworm: "Hahaha! Condolences! ”

Yeten, who had already been teased on the forum, sighed. "...... Next time, I'll change to a lighter equipment. "Last night's flight brought his power armor back, and the maintenance bill was as high as 100,000 silver coins, which was enough to buy a "Type 6" heavy cavalry exoskeleton.

Having learned the lessons of the last battle, he planned to follow Fang Chang's suggestion to make a lighter exoskeleton, and then fix some plug-ins such as optical camouflage and nitrogen jetting.

This is more suitable for his gameplay of playing black guns.

"Don't talk nonsense, what about Lao Bai? I've got something to do with him. ”

As he spoke, Midnight Killer glanced behind Ye Shi, and happened to see Lao Bai and Tempest coming from the direction of the town gate.

"I'm here, long time no see."

After saying hello to the midnight killer, Lao Bai looked at him and continued with a serious face, "I'm sorry to tell you an unfortunate news, you didn't come at the right time, we have to transfer." ”

Xiao Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment.

"Transfer?"

"Hmm."

Hurricane, who was following Lao Bai, nodded, and continued, "I just saw in the sky that there is a new movement of the mutant tribe in the city, and a large number of mutant soldiers have completed their assembly and are heading in our direction. ”

Hearing this, everyone had surprised expressions on their faces. Especially the garbage king and the strongman are difficult and quiet, and the three guys were directly dumbfounded on the spot.

Swallowing his saliva, he asked quietly in a trembling voice. ...... How many people? ”

Tempest: "Count it down to at least five hundred." Yeten gasped.

"Shhh...... That's more than we met last night. The strongman slapped his head with an uncomfortable expression.

"It's the end of the calf."

Before he could recover from what Tempest said, quit smoking and asked with a confused expression.

"Wait, how do they know we're here?"

Tempest shook his head, and was about to open his mouth to explain, but Ye Shi on the side rolled his eyes and hurriedly said.

"No, it's an obvious thing, those green-skinned muscular guys are just more irritable, and they're not blind. The whole city of Jinhe was not trapped by those group of church lunatics here, not to mention that we made them suffer a lot a few days ago, and that missionary named Zhang Zhengyang is still in prison! ”

Fang Chang glanced at Ye Ten in surprise.

Boy.

This kid has made progress.

"Anyway, that's the way it is. We need to start organizing the relocation of residents immediately, and we have about half an hour to pack up our things.

Communication equipment and archiving tools must be taken away, and food must be taken with it as much as possible.....

After giving an order to the brothers in the corps, Lao Bai then looked at the silent garbage brother and said seriously, "Brother garbage, please explain the situation to that NPC..... Please. ”

Although he can speak the language himself, his local prestige is obviously not as good as that of a certain talking lizard. It's time to race against time, but there's no time to delay.

"Okay."

Even though the mood was full of complications, the garbage gentleman knew very well that this was not the time to be willful, and nodded slightly.

Walking next to the confused Mayor Qin, he said to the old man concisely

The old man was briefed on the situation and instructed about the transfer.

The old man couldn't believe it at first, and repeatedly asked several times if it was true, but seeing that the "god" didn't seem to be joking, he finally abandoned his unrealistic fantasy, gritted his teeth and trotted to inform everyone to go.

Thanks to the two planes just now, many people went out of their homes to watch the excitement, and the news quickly spread throughout the town.

But even so, when they heard that those mutants who killed people without blinking an eye were coming, everyone was so frightened that their faces changed.

The houses were full of clanging sounds, men and women arguing, and children crying, and the peace and tranquility of the past seemed like a dream.

Looking at the chaotic street, after holding back the silence for a long time, I finally couldn't help but open my mouth.

"Can't...... Guard? ”

He knew that the fortifications here were a bit stretched, and a meter-high low wall and dozens of rifles were impossible to stop the mutants.

But the thought of throwing this place behind him made him unbearable.

Glancing at this newcomer, Fang Chang could probably guess what he was thinking at the moment, but he still told the truth.

"It's hard."

"We have so little time to prepare, it's only fifty kilometers from the city, they can get here quickly, and our forces and logistics are still on the way, even if we repel their first offensive, we will quickly be drowned in the second and third offensives."

"And this is already a plain, there are not enough fortifications, and there are not enough reserves of weapons and ammunition. The most realistic option for the moment would be to move 50 kilometres to the north and re-establish a base of operations in the higher mountainous areas. ”

"I'm sorry, we may have dragged you down," he said, patting the newcomer on the shoulder, Lao Bai sighed softly, "We can only do it by taking the inhabitants of this place away." ”

Jing Jing raised his head, with a bitter expression on his face, and shook his head slightly.

"Don't say that...... Even if it weren't for last night's incident, the Torch Church wouldn't have let it go. Without you, we would be gone on the first day. ”

No matter how strong the garbage lord is, it's enough to choke a hundred crazy people with automatic rifles......

Half an hour passed quickly.

The residents of the town have packed their bags and are standing at the gate of the town with large bags and small bags on their backs. The adults carried the burdens, the old people held the children, and their eyes were full of fear, helplessness and confusion.

Leaving the land on which they depend, they don't know where they will go next, let alone how they will live next year.

But the mutants are here, and they have no choice but to escape.

If the marauders were negotiable, they were basically the same as cattle in the eyes of the mutants.

Men are killed almost instantly, and women are put in cages regardless of whether they are fifty or five years old.

Glancing at the town behind him and the residents standing at the door with a complicated expression, the garbage king suddenly made up his mind and walked in front of Lao Bai.

"I'm going to stay."

Probably thinking of going with him, the strongman was hard to follow him, paws on his tail and sighed faintly.

"It's rare to think of going with this stupid lizard...... I'll stay too. ”

I want to stand up quietly.

"Count me in."

Lao Bai glanced at the three of them in surprise, and his expression gradually became serious.

"You've figured it out..... It's no different from sending people to death. I wanted to smile quietly and scratch the back of my head.

"It's alright...... Anyway, I've already saved the file with your equipment, so it's three days. And if someone breaks off, it can also help you buy more time to retreat. ”

In the past, he didn't particularly understand the extraordinary affection that A-test players have for the alliance.

It's just a game, but they're going to put themselves in the league's shoes, putting themselves in the collective interest, and even risking not being able to save them to do something with no end in sight.

But now, he suddenly understood.

Although they are not natives of this virtual world, and they are not related to the NPCs in the slightest, this is their home built brick by brick.

Just like in Minecraft, the items in the backpack are never the player's save, but the home they built together.

And at the moment he was in the same mood.

Whether it is the paved stone bricks or the windmill hanging on the mill, every plant and tree here records his memories of the past six months.

He still vividly remembered that when he first came here with the garbage lord and the strongman, there was only a crooked turret and a thatched hut that was not even a shack, a group of predators who ate people and did not spit out bones, and a group of scrawny hungry people.

Now they are finally leading a normal life with their group.

If anyone wants to ruin this place — then try it.

Even if he is just a rookie, he will do his best to drag them for at least two seconds with this life!

Lao Bai stared at him for a while, confirmed the determination in his eyes, nodded, took a 20mm "riding gun" modified with a receiver and magazine from the hands of the brothers next to him, and stuffed it into his hand.

Subconsciously took over the heavy firepower, quietly felt his arm sink down, and looked up at Lao Bai in surprise.

Lao Bai looked at him and said.

"LD-47 doesn't work well against mutants, so use this." grabbed the big guy in his hand and said quietly and movingly. "Thank you......"

Lao Bai smiled and said.

"You're welcome, you bought us time to retreat, but we should thank you."

"Hey, don't be so hypocritical, I'm embarrassed!" The garbage king patted Lao Bai's shoulder, grinned and said, "It's not fun to kill marauders, or mutants are exciting!" Wait for Lao Tzu's news on the official website, don't kill twenty or thirty today, and write the name of the master upside down! ”

Looking at the three people who said goodbye to everyone, the midnight chicken who had not spoken suddenly burst into a heroic laugh.

"Haha, how can such an interesting thing be without us!" The garbage gentleman glanced at Brother Ji.

"What are your nerves?"

Looking at the surprised crowd, Midnight Killer grinned. "I almost forgot to tell you."

"We're here to die!"