[The results of the "DLZJ-1" naming vote are out! 】

[1. Death - 21%]

[2. Storm — 13%]

[3. Skeleton - 11%]

[4. Cheese snow leopard — 9%]

[5. Burning -8%]

【......】

[According to the opinion of the NPC manager, the official name of DLZJ-1 is determined to be: Xiaguang]

"So what's the point of this vote?" Four new districts of Xizhou City.

Standing next to a half-human-tall xenomorph corpse, I looked at the server announcement on the VM screen and couldn't help but complain.

He flipped through the voting post for a long time and didn't find the word glow. What about the pit daddy!

Ten Punches Man raised his hand in agreement.

"+1, why isn't it called Storm? Sounds imposing, too!" Kakarot patted my blackest shoulder and grinned.

"You don't understand this, you take the word Xiaguang apart and read it twice."

"Tear it apart? Rosy clouds...... Light,?"

After reciting it silently five times, I suddenly came back to my senses and exclaimed as if I had discovered a new world, "Good guy, this is a girl who is using his position!"

Broken Leg Kevin: "Report!" The grave ghost hunt is also a smile.

"Hahaha, this must be reported with the dog plan, NPCs don't talk about martial arts!"

"Come on, that's not sure who's going to be who."

Listening to the ridicule of the brothers in the corps, the spring commander also laughed and teased, and then looked at the entrance of the subway station not far away.

The strewn stop sign was hung with rotting algae leaves, like rotten vegetable leaves hanging from the teeth of wild beasts. A disgusting rancid smell wafted from the eerie entrance, as if it weren't the entrance to the subway, but the open mouth of the monster.

The danger here is probably no less than that in the center of Qingquan City.

Pulling the bolt to load, he reached out and turned off the visor of his helmet while putting the portable deflector shield into standby mode.

Ready for anything, he began. "No more, I'm ready to do it.

A uniform response came from the communication channel. "Oak!"

The lake in the fourth new area has been at low tide for some time.

The Coalition used the M-class pumps designed by Camp 101 for nearly a week to drain the tens of millions of cubic meters of water that was pressing on top of Vault 100.

Perhaps to compensate for the Storm Corps who missed the server activity due to the bandits, the Dog Project instructed the administrators to give them the task of "recovering Vault 100".

It's no secret that the resources of the Vault are the fattest of all the ruins, especially one that has been sealed for two centuries and has not been opened!

And, in addition to the material rewards, the opening of new shelters

Players are often given the honor of being inducted into the Hall of Fame!

Not only that, all players who participate in the reclamation can leave their names forever in this future novice village!

Therefore, Izumi took on the task almost without hesitation. To be precise, this should not be considered a task.

It's a reward!

However, even with the rewarding nature, this task is still not an easy one.

Although the raiders active in the area are dead and fleeing, the threat of xenomorphism still exists.

In particular, the four new districts where the lake is flooded.

The area is still home to a large and deadly number of arthropods.

In order to ensure the foolproof operation, the spring commander first shook two hundred brothers over and cleared the xenomorphs within five hundred meters of the entrance of the subway station before going down.

And the task that could have been done by ten people, this brother was stunned and stuffed thirty people into it, and the lights of tactical flashlights almost illuminated the narrow subway station into daylight.

If it weren't for the fact that the "width of the battlefield" was not enough to accommodate too many people to fire together, he was afraid that he would only plan to stuff a thousand

Individuals go in!

Clearing away the few clawed crabs that were hovering below the stairs of the subway station, the Commander of the Spring reached out and pressed it on his helmet, and ordered.

"Team A follows me to move forward, Team B follows Kakarot to output firepower and protect Team A's flanks, Team C follows me to respond, beware of xenomorphs stealing our butts, and follow my orders."

A "received" response was sandwiched between my darkest interjection. "Aren't the brothers usually following me?"

Izumi rolled his eyes and said with a sense of urgency.

"Shut up, I'm a dog officer, GKD!"

「..... Gan! 「

was preempted by this guy, and I almost held back the sentence "dog officer" that came to my lips, and walked to the front with a curse.

However, although he complained, considering that the spring water brother was very reliable every time, he still obediently listened to the command and beckoned the team members to move forward in formation.

Perception is a pioneer.

There's nothing wrong with that.

......

The actual situation inside the subway station is even worse than it looks outside. After all, it has been soaked in water for a century and a half, and Xizhou City itself is a paradise for xenos, so it is normal for something strange to hide here.

In fact, the flooding of this area by the water of Xizhou Lake was not a matter of instantaneous completion, but repeated and repeated several times, which eventually led to the complete collapse of the underground facilities in the area of the four new districts. The abandoned clothing, sleeping bags and household items suggest that survivors spent some time in this natural sanctuary two centuries ago.

They use cages to catch rats and other critters, grow mushrooms from rotting wooden planks and household garbage, dodge the howling wind and snow and radioactive fallout in subway stations, and face desperate prayers that don't know when they will end.

Those were clearly not the inhabitants of Vault 100, but the survivors of the Great Rift Valley - since the Wasteland Era and the Wasteland were both concepts that came to be defined later, people at the time could not be called wastelanders.

Maybe they were looking forward to it.

The compatriots hiding in Vault 100 will open the door for their pitiful sake, and take in them who lack food and clothing.

But obviously.

Their expectations were ultimately disappointed.

They are not the group of people who have been selected to go to the future.

It wasn't until Vault 100 finally became part of the dust of history that the closed door was never opened...

Not once.

The soles of the boots made a sticky sound on the wet concrete floor, like the whispers of the undead wandering in an abandoned cemetery.

I was in the darkest breathing as I moved the muzzle of my gun, scrutinizing every corner of the abandoned platform.

Every now and then, water droplets from the ceiling fell to the ground, or on his helmet and shoulders, giving him a creepy coldness.

Especially the creaking sound from time to time in the shadows made him unconsciously tense his already tense nerves.

Even though the flickering flashlight illuminates the area almost as daylight, there are still places where the light does not shine and an unknown threat lurks.

The glow of the flashlight inadvertently swept over an overturned vending machine, and a puddle of rotting aquatic plants glowed with colored oil, which immediately caught my blackest attention.

"There is a situation!"

He raised his right hand into a fist and motioned for his teammates following him to stop, then set up his rifle and cautiously took two steps closer.

Just as I was about to see what it was, I instantly met the ghost-like pattern.

The worm stared at him intently.

Dense eyes crumbled into a ball on its face, and slowly opening cracks revealed a circle of tiny short teeth.

Then, it uncovered the curved carapace behind it, as thin as a piece of paper

's wings made a scalp-tingling sound.

"Boom-"

"Shet!"

Startled, I was the blackest, and almost instinctively pulled the trigger.

In a sudden flash of gunfire, the basketball-sized beetle was shot more than a dozen times, and was instantly shot into a puddle of dark green liquid.

Hearing the sudden gunshot, the members of Team A immediately came to their aid, and the sound of spring water was heard in the communication channel.

"Old Black, what's going on over there?"

"I've never seen a xenomorph, it's kind of like ...... Beetles?"

Fiddling with the action recorder on the tactical helmet, my heart was beating wildly, and I tried to call up the footage I had taken more than ten seconds ago, and shared it with the other brothers in the corps with nausea.

However, the reaction of the others was beyond his expectations, and instead of vomiting in disgust, no one appreciated it critically.

"This bug is pretty ugly."

10:1

"The dog planned carefully, and the monsters on the new map didn't actually do the skin change sticker set, and they actually made some new tricks that I haven't seen before."

Listening to the conversation of the animals, I couldn't help but ask. "Damn, don't you feel disgusting?"

Seeing this guy's serious expression, several members of the squad holding rifles glanced at each other, and their faces showed subtle expressions.

"It's disgusting to say that."

"+1, if you encounter it in reality, it will probably scare Lao Tzu to death." "But it's a game, right?"

"It seems that there is still a contribution to updating the Xenobook!"

Looking at these excited guys, I was stunned for a long time.

It seems like..

Kind of makes sense?

Indeed, there is nothing to be afraid of in the bugs in the game, although they look a little strange, but in terms of lethality, they are simply weak compared to mutants, okay!

Comforting myself in this way, I took the darkest breath and calmed down my impetuous mood.

At the same time that he had just calmed down, the voice of the spring brother came from the communication channel.

"Old Black, I'll take the sample and leave it to you. I couldn't hold back at the blackest.

"Damn, why don't you get it?!" Izumi coughed.

"You're near...... You get it.

i#Husband%,

Removing a plastic tube from my tactical vest, I crouched down with the blackest of stomach and casually poured some tissue debris from the corpse and stuffed it into the test tube.

The dark green liquid looked weird.

Anyway, they haven't seen this xenomorph in the area of Xizhou City for so long, did this thing migrate from somewhere recently?

The sound of spring water can be heard in the communication channel.

"You found it first, so give it a name."

"Call you the blackest man!"

"Haha, I don't think I can pass it, you think about it again, let's have a chance to nominate it."

I thought about it for a while.

"Grimace?"

Izumi: "Okay, that's it!"

Generally speaking, as long as it is not too dramatic, the dog planner will not exercise a veto to fight back.

As the name of the newly discovered xenomorph, the player's ID will be included in the setting of the official website along with the xenomorph and become part of the game's setting.

Name 10 and 100 times, and unlock specific titles.

Therefore, unlocking the Bestiary is also one of the gameplay methods of "Wasteland Online", and many players with a collector's habit are keen on it.

To this end, it also brings a wealth of research samples to the Alliance's biological research institute.

Wrapping up this little episode.

Team A continues on their way, heading deep into the subway, which has been blocked by the lake for nearly a century and a half, and the scurrying Ghostface Worms cause a lot of trouble for them to take the lead.

Although these guys are not big, they are ridiculously aggressive, and their attack methods are even more weird.

They are usually

Lying still until the prey is in range, it flutters its wings and pounces on the prey, stabbing it with a dagger-like stinging needle hidden in the abdomen, sucking the bodily fluids of the prey and feeding on it.

Although their abdominal needles often do not pierce the breastplate of the exoskeleton, it is still dangerous to pierce vital parts such as the neck.

In particular, this small arthropod xenomorph usually has high stealth attributes, and is extremely good at blending in with the environment, always bursting out of unexpected corners to surprise nervous players.

Although there have been several times when the trouble has been solved without danger, I

The blackest face is still faintly white and blue.

He felt like his SAN was almost exhausted by these little bugs.

Walking up to my blackest side, the ten-punch man with the LD-47 assault rifle laughed and teased.

"Brother Dei, you shouldn't be scared, right?"

From just now, he felt that this guy was in a bit of a bad state, and he was just two people when he was on the surface.

My darkest brow twitched.

"Afraid? How can it be...... Lao Tzu only saw that the insect was physically uncomfortable, so he was not afraid."

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden vomit in the communication channel.

"Poof!"

"Why are you tsundere?"

"I threw up."

The grave caught the ghost so much that he didn't tease him with the canine guys, but just smiled and patted the brother on the shoulder.

"Isn't that just scary?" I was the darkest and angry.

"Fuck off! You're afraid, your whole family is afraid." Merry laughter could be heard in the communication channel.

"Hey, if only the Battlefield were here." "+1, that guy rushes fast, hehe."

"This little black man is too cowardly!"

Seeing that the explanation was not clear, I simply did not explain, and rolled my eyes at the grave ghost hunt and the ten fist man.

"Stop talking nonsense, go back to your place, shut up and get to work!" The Battlefield guy is probably in Triumph City by now.

No

Where are you going to be alive, and I have time to accompany you to the next book? And it was all a few versions ago. Since leaving the save point, that guy is more cowardly than a dog's spring! "Roger."

Accepting the whites of my blackest eyes, the Ten Punches Man made a saluting gesture with a hippie smile on his face, and returned to his respective battle positions with the grave ghost.

A short gag slightly dilutes the surrounding horror atmosphere.

From time to time, Xenos still flapped their wings out of the darkness, but I was getting used to the startling rhythm.

If you are not sure if there is a situation, you will shoot first, and then you will make up for a shuttle if there is movement, throw a grenade if there is a lot of movement, and continue to move forward if there is no movement.

Anyway, on their own turf, ammunition is properly managed.

After a few brief but intense firefights, the group passed through the security aisle and advanced all the way to the platform.

The tunnel under the platform was pitch black, and there was still water in the tunnel that had not been completely drained, probably no deeper than a person's knee.

The broken down carriage was stuck in the middle of a tunnel not far away, and they needed to pass through it to reach the entrance to Vault 100.

Glancing at the broken down carriage, the Commander of the Springs ordered in the communication channel.

"Team A enters the tunnel, Team BC supports at the edge of the platform." "Roger!" I looked darkly at my teammates to the side and gave Ten Punches Man a look.

The latter understood, stepped forward to the edge of the platform, first fired a few shots at the abandoned carriage, saw that there was no active movement of the xenomorphs, and then shot a shuttle into the water, and then jumped from the platform into the tunnel.

The others jumped off the platform and stepped into the knee-high water.

The sewage soaked through the pant legs, and the biting cold immediately crept down the ankles and up to the knees, and most players couldn't help but shiver even though the helmet shielded them from the pain.

Feeling the stickiness surging at his feet, the grave ghost hunted a frown and sniffed, and couldn't help muttering something in the communication channel.

"Mom, this water really stinks!"

Accustomed to the smell, Ten Punch Man teased. "Wait until we get back and let the spring water Dogecoin wash our pants!"

I'm the darkest and the most gloomy face.

However, thinking that the end was in front of him, and that the task would be completed if he persisted in it, he didn't talk nonsense in the communication channel, but just said briefly.

"The entrance to the vault is ahead, keep going!" The others shouted with energy.

"Roger!"

A team of ten pushed deeper into the subway tunnel, pushing ripples across the knee-high surface of the sewage.

I always feel like my heart is beating fast at the blackest.

The cold sewage gave him not only a cold feeling, but also a hint of panic that made him uneasy.

How so? It's too quiet here!

Then he suddenly saw in the distance that on the surface of the water, which shimmered under the beam of the flashlight, there were rotten wooden planks floating.

They are tangled in decaying algae, mixed with floating plastic waste and discarded debris, and are simply invisible from the platform.

I was slightly stunned.

Plank?

There are no trees in this area, so how can there be planks?

At this moment, the "plank" floating on the shimmering surface of the water suddenly disappeared, and it seemed to teleport in their direction.

Sensing this change keenly, my darkest pupils contracted instantly, and I set up my rifle and aimed it in that direction.

"Stop!" He shouted.

Almost at the same time that everyone stopped, he finally saw how the "planks" were moving—

That's not a plank at all!

It's a water strider the size of a wolfdog!

The slender three pairs of long feet clinged to the surface of the water, so that the crowd did not even notice it.

They lurk in the garbage heaps and aquatic weeds and wait patiently until the prey enters their field and kicks out their powerful hind feet.

Their light body makes them barely make a sound, and their tubular mouthparts exude a murderous aura like spears hidden in the reeds.

It's not just me who is the blackest this time.

Finally saw clearly the murderous intent hidden on the water, and this time even the most daring Ten Punch Man couldn't help but change his face.

"! Mutant Water Strider!?"

This guy is not uncommon in Xizhou City, and is even second only to the number of warship shrimp and split-claw crab.

Most mutant water striders live on the shores of lakes and are usually one meter long, with stout limbs that can reach up to two meters when fully extended.

They have almost no excess fat on their bodies, and a few are attached to their outer skin

A chitin-rich exoskeleton that attacks the prey by kicking its legs, nailing it through with mutated fangs, and then using a pair of forelimbs to break it down and eat it away.

The explosive power of a small number of mutant water striders can even overturn an adult monster, so even if the area around the four new districts is rich in water resources, the xenomorphs in the forest will hardly come to this area to build nests. Most players don't want to dwell on this thing.

On the one hand, it is because it is too fast to hit, and on the other hand, because there is little meat and it is impossible to eat. If it weren't for the xeno-related tasks, almost no one would want to provoke these difficult guys. "Doesn't this thing live in shallow water...... How did you wander here?!"

"Hell knows! They pumped the water for a week!"

"Maybe it's those ghost-faced worms...... I've heard that water striders like to eat small bugs, and mutated water striders should be too—"

"Leave this thing up for grabs! You're on it recipe right now! Fire!"

Screaming loudly, I pulled the trigger first and slammed my shoulder against the butt of my gun towards the water in front of me.

Dense gunfire

There was a sudden explosion in the tunnel, and everyone poured ferocious fire into the xenos who rushed head-on.

Retreat is impossible.

The guy was as fast as lightning on the water, and they had a lump of ice tied to their feet, and they couldn't run in this damn place.

Once they are cowardly, exposing their fragile backs to the mouthparts of these xenomorphs, they will inevitably only become prey!

"Team A picks up! Team BC came to their aid!"

Hearing the sound of gunfire coming from the front of the tunnel, the Commander of the Springs immediately gave the order, and at the same time unfolded the fixing bracket of the Destroyer I exoskeleton and flattened the 120 heavy mortars.

Silently calculating the distance, Izumi continued to shout in the communication channel.

"Old Black! Spread out on both sides!"

I was desperately pulling the trigger, gritted my teeth, and took the time to gesture to my teammates next to me.

"Spread out in both directions!"

At the same time that Team A gave way to the center of the tunnel, Kakarot had already rushed up with Team B.

Jumping into the knee-deep tunnel with a "plop", Kakarot took the lead in setting up a squad machine gun with a drum in it, pulling the trigger and shouting loudly.

"Fire—"

"Tubu!"

The incessant sound of gunfire instantly overshadowed his orders.

The support group's instantaneous burst of fire formed a flickering rain of light between the tunnels, passing through the middle of the tunnel, splashing a series of half-human-high splashes on the water in front of Team A.

The gunfire didn't last long, though.

Team B had only been pouring ammunition for a while, and Team A quickly collided with the mutant water striders rushing in front of them, and began a hand-to-hand fight.

Losing the output environment, Kakarot made a quick decision, threw the machine gun behind his back, and pulled out the short knife hanging from his waist.

"Rush up and help!"

The brethren also picked up the melee guys one after another, and roared at Team A, who was scuffling with the mutant water striders.

"Whoa!"

Meanwhile, Team A is in a tough fight.

Although the hunter lurking in the darkness was detected in advance, but counted

The sheer amount of mutant water striders still broke through their firepower.

I felt like I had been hit by a bull in my chest, and I fell backwards in the water, almost filling my stomach with sewage.

Seeing that the prey was falling, the mutant water strider excitedly waved its two forefeet, and its mouthparts slammed up as soon as they were raised.

Almost instinctively dodging the sharp tube that stabbed into my throat, I pulled out my dagger and slammed it into the mutated water strider's head.

There was a dull stabbing sound, and the pale yellow slurry splashed.

I endured the nausea and continued to stab me twice, until the throbbing forelimb lost its strength, and then I kicked the twitching corpse away and struggled to get up from the ground.

Almost at the same time, a shell landed thirty meters in front of him, and the shock wave from the explosion instantly pushed him back into the water.

It was a petrol bomb.

The flames of the explosion were not drowned out by the standing water in the tunnel, but quickly spread over the water.

One by one, the mutated water striders who had just woken up from hibernation were swept into the flames.

They struggled and shook their limbs in the smoke, screaming as if silently, before silently turning to ashes and drowning in the water.

As reinforcements from Team B arrived, the players quickly killed the remaining mutant water striders, and the battle in the tunnel ended.

Fished out of the water by Kakarot, I coughed violently twice and immediately cursed in the communication channel.

"! Dogecoin Spring Water, are you crazy?! Mortars in this place?!"

"Okay, okay, hard work brother, it's over, play beautifully!" Kakarot smiled and patted him on the back for a few words of comfort, then looked ahead, "Look, Vault 100 is ahead,

We've arrived."

I subconsciously followed his gaze and looked ahead.

Behind the burning sea of fire, on the side of the tunnel covered with algae and stains, stood a huge metal gear.

Even after being submerged for more than a century, its surface is still as smooth as ever, and there is not a trace of time left behind.

The blazing flame illuminates its surface, and the striking number is printed in the center of the gear.

Looking at the cogwheel-shaped gate, my darkest expression couldn't help but move slightly.

Vault 100!

Here they are!