Due to the rout of the mutant forces' front line, the mole-led chariot crew arrived at the meeting point faster than expected.

Stopping at the intersection and waiting, two Chimera armored vehicles drove in this direction from a nearby block, one after the other.

A player emerges from the turret and shouts in the direction of the mole.

"This is the Chimera-2, and we encountered a group of retreating mutant troops on the way, and we were delayed for a while."

The one in the back doesn't need to ask, it's naturally the Chimera-4.

The mole nodded and shouted at the two armored vehicles.

"Hurry up and keep up, don't keep our allies waiting too long!"

As he spoke, he knocked on the turret and spoke to the driver sitting inside.

"Let's go."

The engine starts.

The Chimera-1, parked in the middle of the road, began to move forward, leading two armored vehicles following closely behind into the area where the bomber formation had been cultivated.

This area is already a communication shielding area, and even in a fairly close environment, the communication channels are still filled with strong noises.

So far, the brothers of the Burning Corps have still not removed the shielded base station, and it seems that they may encounter a lot of trouble.

There were several distant explosions and gunshots in the thick fog, and the mole with its head poking out of the turret couldn't help but frown.

Visibility is too low here.

"Big eyes! Get out of the car and get to work!"

"Oak!"

Several brethren from the Death Corps jumped out from behind the ass of the armored vehicle. The same is true for the two armored vehicles in the back, except for the human flesh radio station left in the car, the armored grenadiers wearing exoskeletons rush out, picking up guys and scattering around the armored vehicles to guard.

The brethren with the Death Corps walked in front of the convoy, their wide-eyed eyes cruising along the sides of the street, eventually stopping at an abandoned truck.

The angular shape and the urban camouflage paint show that this transport vehicle once belonged to the regular army of the People's Union.

However, the logo printed on the door of the car is not a human union, but the badge of Singularity City.

Perhaps before it was affixed with the coat of arms of Singularity City, the emblem of the Post-War Reconstruction Committee was also affixed..... But none of that matters anymore.

Similar historical artifacts litter the streets, and whoever once owned it has been abandoned here for years.

Not far behind the truck are rows of sandbag walls, and behind them look like the nearby city, but a closer look reveals something unusual.

For example, some buildings are obviously office buildings on the outside, but there are metal brackets on the outside of the windows, and some torn clothes and sheets are hung on them.

There are household garbage scattered on the ground, unburned coal piled up in paint buckets, and some of the storefronts along the street are still hung with signs full of the atmosphere of the times—one

Inspirational words such as "The cold winter will eventually pass", "The world belongs to us", "No war, peace", "Don't rely on the war construction committee to rely on yourself" and so on.

The debt big eye quickly thought of the information set up on the official website.

The "war" here should not refer to the three-year war two centuries ago, but a series of military operations launched by the Ministry of Production against the Ministry of Technology in Yunjian Province a century and a half ago.

That man-made disaster was the fuse for the disintegration of the War Construction Committee.

For the survivors of that era, that event was far closer to life than the war of the past.....

"It feels like someone has lived there.

Debt eyes searched the corners carefully, and muttered quietly, "And there are quite a few people."

The mole poking his head out of the turret of an armored vehicle replied casually.

"Don't doubt it, this is Singularity City."

When several brothers from the Death Corps heard this, they all showed surprised expressions on their faces and exchanged surprised looks.

"Singularity City? Here?"

"I thought it was in an old settlement!"

The mole laughed and began

Played with the little gossip in his stomach.

"You don't understand this, the old settlement was a settlement during the Three Years' War, and that's where the mutants live now."

"The space there is open, the subway and the parking lot are natural nuclear shelters, the only drawback is that the living conditions are a little worse, ventilation and sanitation are problems... The city was not spared by nuclear weapons, and I suspect that the locals survived the first few years and moved back to the surface to rebuild the new settlement where we are today."

Singularity City does not have a mother nest, so naturally there is no towering wall like Boulder City. The local survivors simply used the taller buildings in the neighborhood as shelters, and then put sandbag walls and barbed wire fences in the streets and alleys as roads

barrier, which divides the orderly area from the disordered area.

Until 50 years of the Wasteland Era, xenomorphs were not the main threat to the survivors of the wasteland, but the cold and lack of supplies were.

From the latter came not only poverty, famine, and pestilence, but also marauders roaming the wasteland......

Not all people are believers in order, and there are those who believe in chaos.

Once man awakens the animal instinct in a savage environment, he can do anything. Especially in the years after the Wasteland Age, many people were born in the wasteland, and they were born beasts of the jungle.

Those bullet holes in the sandbag wall are obviously not just printed today. That was many years ago.

The crowd crossed the abandoned checkpoint, and soon saw graffiti blurred with rust on a collapsed iron wall.

The infantry, who was walking in front, unconsciously stopped.

The construction site boy and the brick looked up, only to feel that the colorful painting was incompatible with the cold cement ash around him, and couldn't help blurting out a sentence curiously.

"What's written on that?"

With the same curiosity, he stepped forward, reached out and wiped the dust and rust that hung on it, and tried to read the few words.

"Lies...... Treachery.... Monster..... That's all I can see, and which one of you understands more language?"

"I don't have to look at it to guess what's written," Glaring at the graffiti on the wall, Mole recalls the information published on the official website canon, and said simply,

It is unknown when Singularity City actually fell, and it is difficult to find a survivor of that era in a wasteland with an average life span of less than thirty years, and most of the old popsicles came to this land from an earlier era when Singularity City did not exist.

The mole is more inclined to believe that when Singularity City fell, humanity was not extinct, but fought against the mutants who made up the majority.

In the end, these people lost.

Those who survived were either enslaved or exiled outside the city, to places like Pinecone Farm and Hope Town.

In fact, the human dwelling was not suitable for the mutant physique, and the mutants abandoned the human-built settlement shortly after taking over Singularity City and moved to the "Old Settlement Settlement" near the Champion Biotech Institute, where the city originally originated.

There is a large underground car park at the metro station..... In short, there is a wide space, keeping warm is not a problem, and you can also hide from the cold guns and cold guns of the guerrillas.

After a while, the mutants have fully adapted to life in the wasteland and developed their own civilization-

That is, the current Qi tribe.

I don't know if that tribe was actually called the Singularity Tribe before, but the name with more syllables was too awkward for mutants, so it was improved to the current name.

There is always an indescribable feeling in the mole's heart.

If the past of Boulder City gives him more of a sense of regret that his ambition has not been rewarded, then Singularity City gives him more of a feeling of not knowing where to start.

The people here prepared for the worst from the start, and the ideal of saving everyone never deteriorated.

It's just walking and walking

Suddenly, they realized that their destination was never where they were going.....

The group moved on.

The fog ahead is getting thicker.

There was an indescribable weirdness in the gray-green mist, mixed with a hint of staleness.

It's like the stench of corpses from the dead.

Players here know that this is not a normal fog, but spores from the mycelium buried in the ground and flesh.

It's clear that there are abnormal guys up front.

Everyone raised their vigilance, turned on the safety of their rifles, and carefully searched every corner that might be in danger.

But to everyone's surprise, the danger did not come from some corner of the filth, but just swaggered in front of everyone.

I saw three small hills made of dark green flesh pieces standing in the middle of the foggy road, and the fat body was like a rockery.

The big eye, who was walking in front, was the first to notice the situation and immediately shouted at the armored car behind him.

"It's a xenomorph! Get ready to fight!"

The monster apparently spotted them as well, let out a dull growl, and rushed towards them with heavy steps.

The construction site boy and Brick immediately lay on the ground and propped up the bipod of the machine gun, pulling the trigger and suddenly spewing out tongues of fire.

There was a burst of gunfire in the streets.

However, the bullets hit the bodies of the three monsters, but they only splashed

Strings of blood flowers were raised, and there was no way to stop them.

Seeing this, the construction site guy immediately became anxious, turned around and shouted in the direction of the armored car.

"Don't look at it, fire!"

The mole was about to say that he couldn't see here, when he suddenly had an idea and yelled at the two vehicles behind him.

"Keep an eye on the trail of the tracer!"

I have to say, this method is quite effective.

Although the armored vehicles in the rear have no vision and can only roughly see the backs of the players in front of them, the bullets fired from their rifles and light machine guns in their hands have already indicated the general direction of the target.

The three Chimera armored vehicles opened fire at once, and with that thud, the nearest monster was quickly smashed into a sieve and fell to the ground.

However, what is surprising is that the guy who should have died did not stop because of this.

Even with his broken legs and several swarthy holes in his body, the twisted life was still crawling forward, and a terrible roar came out of his bloody mouth.

The other two monsters had already rushed to a distance of only thirty meters from the infantry, and the construction site guy who was pulled by the big eyes hurriedly grabbed the machine gun and retreated.

When he finally saw the murderous appearance of the two monsters, the mole was shocked.

"! How thick is this blood?!"

This is a 37 armor-piercing incendiary bomb!

This distance is even a concrete wall that has been shattered, right?!

"Get on the missile!"

Before he had time to hesitate, the mole who shouted immediately retracted the turret and closed the hatch.

At about the same time, a pigeon missile was thrown from the canister on the top of the turret, igniting and sending out a cloud of white smoke towards the nearest monster.

The missile struck the creature straight in the chest, and before it could let out a cry of pain, the flames of the explosion engulfed it in an instant.

Facts have proved that the inability to break the defense is just that the equivalent is not enough.

The monster that was hit by a pigeon missile was blown up and lost half of its body, and the remaining half of it was also filled with white smoke with the smell of burning, and it fell to the ground and stopped moving.

Seeing this, the other players in the car immediately reacted, and took the RPG bazooka from the armored car, inserted the armor-piercing bullet and pulled the trigger.

Streams of white smoke passed through the street like sharp arrows, and soon the bodies of the other two monsters also exploded with brilliant sparks.

Although this RPG bazooka is not as powerful as the pigeon missile, as long as there are enough of them, the lethality is just as effective.

It was already burned by 37 armor piercing

The two monsters, which had only half a life left after being burned by the bombs, could not even let out a wail, and finally fell under the fire of the players.

Putting down the transmitter, he pinched his sweat with big eyes and cursed.

"..... What the hell is this thing?" Didn't the bombing zone just wash the area?

How can there be such a big guy alive.

The bold construction guy stepped forward and poked the smoking barrel of his gun to lie down

The unconscious mountain on the ground whispered something in his mouth.

"Goliath ......"

Debt-Eyed: "Goliath?"

"Didn't Chief Fang make a post on the forum before...... It's the boss they met at the Pinecone Farm," the construction site guy swallowed, "Mom, we've got three of them here."

Everyone looked at each other, and there was always a bad premonition in their hearts.

At this moment, a missile suddenly flew through the air with a whoosh, hitting a tall building not far away.

Everyone subconsciously lowered their figures, but the expected explosion did not occur, not even the flicker of firelight.

Only the player wearing the headset heard a screeching electric sound.

Covering his ears, he straightened up with big eyes and glanced in the direction where the missile had disappeared.

"What's that?"

The construction site boy and the brick looked confused.

"Our missiles?"

"It's not like ..... It's a model I've never seen before."

Just then, a player walking on the side of the road suddenly screamed.

"Wait...... Damn?! Communication seems to have been restored here!"

「???」

Hearing that, the mole immediately looked at the VM on his arm, reached out and clicked on the map, and then a surprised expression appeared on his face.

I saw that the green signal dots marking the location of teammates reappeared on the map, and at the same time, the communication icon was also re-lit in the communication list.

It was at this time that Fang Chang's communication request was sent.

..... Mole! Can you see my location? I'm right on the left side of the street in front of you, come and help me!"

The staccato sound was accompanied by the occasional sound of gunfire and explosions.

He didn't bother to figure out where the missile was flying from, and the mole said immediately with a solemn expression.

"I'll come right here!"

After saying that, he switched to the communication channel and shouted in the squad channel.

"Everybody forward! Friendly forces are ahead of us!"

Energetic answers soon came from the communication channel.

"Whoa!"

Under the cover of the infantry, three Chimera armored vehicles made a rapid advance towards the street where the Burning Corps was located.

At the same time, in the office building not far from the street where everyone was, three figures were standing on the roof of the building where the cold wind hunted.

Jiang Xuezhou, who was wearing a gas mask, looked at the stunned Ye Shi next to him with a smug face, and reached out to pat the big guy next to her.

"How? I'm still strong, right?"

At the moment, to her right, there is a boxy quadruped robot, which is the same as the "Xiao Wang" she brought down to Vault 0 with her

It's carved out of a mold.

The only difference is that this guy is more than a lap larger than the previous one, and the weapons mounted are more bloated.

Even big guys like missile launchers have been installed.

In the words of its owner, Xiao Wang is invincible now, whether it is those nasty slime molds or EMP, it is like tickling for it.

The firepower of this combat robot is comparable to that of a reinforced platoon!

However, at this moment, what Ye Shi was shocked was not the size and firepower parameters of this thing.

He had already complained about it once before he got on the helicopter.

Staring straight at the looming silhouette of the building in the distance, he didn't even see what she was doing, when he saw a missile fly out.

Swallowing his saliva, Ye Shi looked at Jiang Xuezhou.

"That's ....."

"EMP!"

The back of his hand stroked the ponytail that fell on his shoulder, and Jiang Xuezhou continued in a tone with a hint of ostentation.

"But that's not surprising, the real technical thing is to lock on to the real source of the jammer in a camouflaged distractor, and then fire an EMP weapon before it reacts, destroying it with a single blow - hey, are you listening to me?"

Looking at Ye Shi, who was still in a daze, Jiang Xuezhou's voice took on a hint of unpleasantness.

Hearing that question, Ye Shi immediately recovered from his confusion and said with a smile.

"Yes, some..... The source of the interference has *** dropped, right? Great!" As he spoke, he scratched the back of his head embarrassedly and continued with a shy expression.

"By the way, the electromagnetic pulse ..... Uh, where did you buy that missile you just shot?"

Mingren doesn't say dark words, that thing does have something. He also wanted to make a whole several.

After waiting for a long time and not waiting for a word of praise, Jiang Xuezhou rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"Not for sale."

Night Ten: "...."

Gan!

......

With the support of three Chimera armored vehicles and more than a dozen light infantry, the Fang Commander finally eliminated the monster that was wriggling with pieces of flesh all over his body.

The stench of rotting corpses filled the streets.

However, to everyone's regret, the apostle who hid on the side and shot the black gun still let him escape after all.

Fang Chang's old face was a little unbearable.

The mole didn't be polite to him, gloating at the guy for a laugh, and he could still let people slip under his nose.

As the battle ended, a Viper transport plane landed near the crowd, dropping supplies and taking tissue samples from the Roshan with them.

The Alliance's Biological Research Institute will help them figure out what the hell they are across.

Although there were a few twists and turns in the side quests, the results of the frontal battlefield were passed on to the Iron Heart one after another.

The main forces of the Alliance's legions had already completed their assembly near the old settlements, and there was only less than a kilometer left before the Champion Biopharmaceutical Research Institute and the Qi tribe's lair.

The green-skinned animals seemed to have finally realized that their firepower was not of the same magnitude as their opponents, and they simply gave up on the surface.

Some of the mutants were evacuated under the subway station, and some were transferred to the building of the "Champion" Biological Research Institute.

After more than a century of flaunting their might in this land, they finally feel despair at this moment...

At the same time, the bridge of the Iron Heart.

An officer from the army command walked up behind Chu Guang, put his right fist on his chest, and reported cleanly.

"The mutants have taken refuge in the subway stations, and our ground forces have taken over their lair on the surface..... Saved a lot of survivors."

Retracting his gaze from the floor-to-ceiling window, Chu Guang looked at the officer and asked. "How much, exactly."

The officer said in a heavy tone.

"There are no statistics yet, but according to reports from the front, there are at least 10,000 ......"

Chu Guang was slightly stunned, and then frowned

10,000 .....

How can there be so many?