In the middle of Geumcheon Province, next to a lush mangrove forest, lies a settlement called Mafu Town, about 150 kilometers away from Singularity City.

Although it is a small town, the population living here is not small.

At least compared to the surrounding no-man's land, this can already be regarded as a "smoky" settlement.

A century ago, the local survivors lived by raising horses, and there were only two or three hundred people living in small settlements.

In the 100th year of the Wasteland Era, there were more farms and manors in Jinchuan Province, and the manor economy led by slave owners flourished, and the local survivors changed to herding cattle and sheep, providing food and lodging for merchants from the north and south, and the town gradually grew to two or three thousand households and seven or eight thousand people.

Now, the Union's railroad has been repaired, and the locals have added a new business such as guarding the railway, selling roasted sausages and melon seeds near the train station.

All they need to do is ride a horse along the railway line once a day to ensure the safety of nearly 150 kilometers of railway sections, and to ensure that the Union trains do not have accidents here, and the Union insurance company will give them a sum of money.

As for why the insurance company and not the company that operates the railway gave the money, they don't quite understand it, anyway, those people are willing to give the money.

And since the railroad was built, the smoking train has always dropped by with some interesting knick-knacks.

For example, tables, chairs, newspapers, books, clothes, pants, furniture, household appliances, and some puffed and canned food that no one has ever seen before, etc., can be taken home with them as long as they take out silver coins.

In order to earn more silver, the idle lads in town have boarded the trains, intending to make a splash on the Alliance's territory.

In the past, people would have been worried about being too far away from home and going to be difficult to come back, even if they thought that there might be an opportunity to make money, but now it is less than a day to drive to Dawn City, and many people have the idea of giving it a try.

Although most of the people in the town did not feel that they were members of the Alliance, and only that the Alliance seemed to be no different from the merchants who came and went, but the business was slightly larger, but even so, their way of life and habits were still more or less influenced by Dawn, just as the manor economy of the slave owners affected their production and life before.

Whether the boys who went to work in Dawn brought back pancakes and ramen, or the bighorn deer god and bighorn rat, or the "people and automation" of Pol the Awakened and Singularity, it was something that this town didn't have before.

Especially in recent days, not only the young lads have gotten on the train, but even the old mayor of this town has gone to Dawning City to attend the meeting of the Sticky Community.

The old man said in the letter that he had seen a lot of great people there, not only from Triumph City, but also from Ideal City and the Academy.

The big guys sat down together and discussed, and the primary goal was to solve the mutant slime mold.

But before they can do that, they have to deal with a bunch of guys called Torch. Those madmen plan to use the technology of the Age of Prosperity to spread a thing called Nago into the sea.

The townspeople didn't understand what it meant, many of them had never seen mutant slime molds or the sea in their lives, and at most they could occasionally see one or two missionary lunatics.

But the old mayor, who had already seen some of the world, told them that this thing was all an opportunity!

And it's a big opportunity!

Although there are no slime nests around Mafu Town, there are quite a few in Jinchuan Province.

Dealing with slime molds really doesn't matter much to them, like the railroad that the Alliance built.

But if you can help those big people solve their problems, their lives can be visibly better!

In the words of the administrator of the alliance, making money is not a shabby thing at all.

They have already made a great contribution to ending the Wasteland Era by living their lives well, allowing people to live their lives as people deserve, and getting rid of poverty and ignorance.

He wouldn't ask them, like the Alliance, to hold their torches high.

As usual, the old mayor who was in the meeting in Dawning City probably heard some kind of bloody words again, and seeing that the sun was about to set, he sent an urgent telegram to the town office.

The mayor's secretary yawned, pasted the telegram on the public notice board in the square, hammered a nail, and then left work and went to the tavern to play cards.

The townsfolk in the square gathered around curiously, and after some shoving, they finally came up with a literate shoemaker to read the telegram from the mayor.

"The Slime Research Community meeting voted to pass Resolution 1, and all members of the meeting declared war on the Torch Church and its minions......" whispered his summary, the man's face changed slightly, and he whispered in disbelief, "Is this going to war?" ”

Hearing this, there was a whispering sound from the surrounding people.

In particular, the young man who runs the farm and forest farm at home has an eager expression on his face.

But there were also worried expressions on their faces, because they quickly remembered that they were also members of that community, and that their mayor was in a meeting there, and even voted at the meeting.

The townsfolk of Mavf were not afraid of the missionary madmen, but most of them were hesitant at the thought of fighting a group of strangers, even if they knew that the torch was not a good thing.

A farmer from the town asked with a frown as he looked at the shoemaker reading the announcement.

"Do you need us to go to war?"

In the past, when the people outside fought in the town of groom, they were all out of the horses and guns out of the guns, and those who didn't have anything were killed, I don't know what kind of rules are now.

Ever since the Coalition had made the railroad here, the marauder camps and mutant nests around them had vanished. Although there are occasional small groups of marauders or xenomorphs that have wandered into the area, it has been a long time since there have been large-scale battles.

“…… No, we need to do the logistics, just provide shelter, food, fresh water and daily necessities for those who come to fight. ”

The shoemaker took the last look at the notice on the bulletin board, paused and said.

"By the way, the mayor also asked us to use the unused warehouses, cowsheds, stables, and even the attic of the house and turn them into inns, taverns, and homestays...... In the next few days, it is estimated that many people will come from the Dawning City. ”

He doesn't know what a guesthouse is, but he thinks it's similar to a hotel or tavern.

Everyone looked at each other when they heard this, and there was hesitation written on their faces.

At this time, a housewife with a big waist stepped forward and asked the letter suspiciously.

"They give money?"

The shoemaker was stunned for a moment, and then asked rhetorically.

"Why not?"

He had the impression that the people who had come with the train had not yet failed to pay, but rather that the fellows were eager to put the silver coins in their pockets, though they would soon make them back in a different way.

When everyone heard this, they all felt as if there was a little bit of truth, except for a few young men who were originally eager to try and showed listless expressions when they heard that they didn't have a chance to play, and the eyes of most of the hesitants lit up.

At last they realized what a big deal the old mayor had brought them back, and the crowd gathered around the bulletin board immediately dispersed, and ran home to clean up the empty house.

The most important thing in the wasteland is land, especially in the area of Mafu Town, which is sparsely populated, and a large area outside the town is uninhabited and uninhabited.

Many of the residents here live in two-story wooden huts, with ladders usually outside, and it is not impossible to convert the vacant first or second floor into a hotel.

It just so happens that many young people have recently gone to Dawning City, and a lot of empty houses and rooms have been vacated.

In addition to those who were busy rushing home, there were also people who shouted in the square.

"By the way, I suddenly remembered...... There seemed to be a big iron lump in my old warehouse, with tracks hanging from the bottom, as if it was something from the era of prosperity, which my grandfather had dragged back from the city more than a hundred kilometers away. ”

The man had a straw hat on his back and a sweat towel on his shoulder, and he looked like a farmer.

Someone looked at him curiously and asked.

"What's that?"

The farmer shook his head.

"I don't know...... But it looked like something on the battlefield, and we wanted to turn it into a tractor, but we couldn't disassemble it, so we threw it in the warehouse. ”

Soon someone patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"When the next train comes, drag it to Dawning City and ask, there are a lot of archaeological guys there, and they should be able to give you a good price."

Then someone answered.

"Sold for money and invited us to drink!"

The farmer said with a grin, scratching the back of his head.

"Haha, definitely!"

If only it could be sold for money......

While the inhabitants of Mafu Town were busy with the coming war, so did the settlements connected by railroads and tributaries of Tianshui, with telegrams and urgent letters flying out.

A united front is slowly forming.

The settlements are like cogs on a huge machine, and although they are inconspicuous when thrown on the ground, they may not even be noticed by the giants of the wasteland, but once they are connected by a chain, the energy that bursts out is also not to be underestimated.

Even the person who connected them together didn't necessarily know exactly what was strung on the chain.

After all, who didn't come from the era of prosperity?

The wastelanders weren't really primitives, and their parents lived in a great era, only to follow their fathers later.

I don't know which gathering place is hiding some big killing weapon left over from the era of prosperity, but I haven't found a place that can be used, so I haven't taken it out to use it.

Just when the rusty gears were running for the same goal, Dawning City, located in the center of the machine, was also in full swing.

A military train from Dawn City sounded its whistle and stopped steadily beside the platform of the Dawning City train station.

The wagons dragged behind the locomotive were loaded with ammunition and supplies, as well as rows of pallets packed with artillery.

These are supplies that are sent to the front.

Some of them were bought by the alliance at their own expense, and some were sponsored by various members of the Adhesive Community or shipped from their own homes.

For example, the two 902 mm heavy mortars are one of the war machines sponsored by Triumph City.

The steel barrel is like a pig's nose raised high, and the huge muzzle can even fit two people in.

The people of Willant call it a "wild boar".

Although this thing looks retro, its lethality is not ambiguous at all, and it is even higher than some tactical nuclear weapons.

This is especially true when dealing with hard targets like concrete bunkers.

The only drawback of this thing is that it is too bulky, not only does it weigh 150 tons, far more than the Soyuz 2 tank, but the shell weighs a terrifying 5 tons! The whole is a postmodernist enhanced version of the "Karl cannon"!

In comparison, the Iron Heart's main cannon was much smaller and cuter.

It is said that the two heavy guns were produced by factories owned by the Southern Legion, and were transported by sea through the ports of Triumph City to Silvermoon Bay for unloading and then being sent to Dawning City by rail.

Although I don't know what kind of paranoid thoughts the Willantes in the south of the Western Continent had to design such a weapon that was twisted to the extreme, the East-West Alliance naturally had no reason to refuse and accepted the gift with a smile.

It's just that at present, the alliance does not have a vehicle capable of towing these two heavy guns, and it is not suitable to build a combat vehicle specifically for these two imported goods, so it is simply welded to the train car.

In contrast, the No. 60 electromagnetic cannon presented by the company seems to be much more sincere, and it is more versatile.

Although the alliance has been able to produce this thing on its own, the production capacity is definitely not comparable to that of Ideal City.

As for the academy, it sent a batch of drones and swarm missiles for automated operations to Dawning City, which can be used with neural connection devices.

Intelligence players have a new toy to play with.

Waiting at the train station are not only the weapons sent to the front line, but also the players who are about to go to the front line.

At this moment, five hundred players of the Death Corps wearing exoskeletons were riding on the backs of the Claws of Death, which were also wearing exoskeletons, and reluctantly said goodbye to their fellow Vault compatriots who saw them off-

At least in the eyes of the wastelanders who don't understand Mandarin.

"Hahaha! Silly, Lao Tzu is the first batch! ”

"Fringe brother is awesome!!"

"Brothers! Deduct 6 for our head of the regiment! It's finally working! ”

“6666！”

The players in front of the platform all looked at these lucky guys with envy, and they only hated that it was not themselves who got on the train.

Looking at the stinky faces of those guys, the mole on the run in the canyon couldn't stand it, and couldn't help but chirp.

"Niang Xipi, Lao Tzu's Chimera is not much better than this group of cannon fodder!"

When they fought in Jinhe City, they were the head of their skeleton corps, and I thought there was no suspense this time, but I didn't expect to be robbed by the death corps.

[Beta who drove a toy car] on the side couldn't help but follow.

"That's it! Why didn't we take the lead! ”

Shuke flying a helicopter: "I'm afraid there is an ulterior py deal behind this." ”

Behold the wailing defeated dogs, the edges of the honest men riding on the claws of death were all laughing and shouted at the mole.

"Come on, you, Lao Tzu has five hundred armored death claws, can climb mountains and cross the country, can walk through forests and wade through water, who are we not going to on? Can you cross a small ditch with that Chimera? ”

Midnight with an umbrella without a knife: "That's it!" Can your turret spin as fast as I do? ”

Canyon on the run mole: "Damn! Give it a try! Camp 101 Arena is waiting for you! ”

"You go to that place by yourself," Edge Paddled laughed as he closed the eyepiece of his helmet and grabbed the deathclaw under him with his right hand, "Lao Tzu went to the front line to get the head." ”

The debtor big eyes also said with a hippie smile: "Mole, listen to my brother's advice, you can't grasp it, let's go back and do your game!" This kind of thing has to be done by a professional like us! ”

His more than 100 fruiting bodies are useless and thieves can eat them, and the fat-headed and big-eared ones that eat both of them make him almost eat the soil.

Now that the fight has finally begun, those fruiting entities can be considered useful.

Even if you can't hold the front, it's great to help transport supplies, or go to the front line to be an eye.

Canyon fugitive mole: "! Your specialty is dry racking? ”

Construction site boy and brick: "Hahahaha! ”

Looking at the noisy crowd, the spring commander with his arms crossed shook his head and sighed, and said helplessly.

"I thought about it all night and couldn't figure out why it wasn't our Storm Corps that took the lead."

The battlefield atmosphere group also sighed with emotion: "Indeed...... The first battle made the highest casualty rate outrageous. ”

The father of Baiyin, who was also standing on the platform, was immediately unhappy when he heard this, and looked at this guy with a sad and angry face.

"Have you considered the feelings of our Silver Legion?"

The battlefield atmosphere group was stunned for a while, and it took a while to remember that this guy's casualty rate was not low, and then laughed and snorted.

"Sorry...... I forgot. ”

Silver Daddy: "@#%@! ”

In this peaceful atmosphere, the Fringe Brothers boarded a train to Geumcheon Province with a group of brothers.

They will take the train to the central part of Geumcheon Province to join up with the Construction Corps that had been in that area at the beginning of the year, and then launch an offensive from the northern part of the area under the actual control of the Torch Church to push the battle line to the junction of Geumcheon Province and Haiya Province.

Reinforcements from the Legion, the Enterprise, and even the Academy will join them here.

The managers have only one requirement for them, and that is to play the momentum of saving time in Luoxia!

Don't let the allies look down!

……

It's not just the train stations that are busy, but also the airports of the Alliance.

I saw a huge transport plane, which was ready to stop at the end of the runway.

The majestic fuselage was like the wings of a Kunpeng, and the four huge engines were like the feathers of the wings.

This is the alliance's first "self-produced and self-developed" large aircraft!

Its number is H-10, codenamed "Overlord", and it was jointly designed by Factory 81 and the design institute under the scientific research group!

In fact, at first, the little players of Factory 81 originally planned to use the code name "Kunpeng", after all, this thing is really big, but in order to take care of the children who always confuse the virtual and the real, they changed it to the code name of the weapon that is not occupied in reality.

The entire aircraft is powered by fully solid-state hydrogen for energy storage, and the power system is a plasma engine similar to that of the Orca transport aircraft.

Its maximum range can reach 2,000 kilometers, which is slightly inferior to the killer whales with a range of more than 3,000 kilometers, but the maximum load is a little higher than the latter, which can reach 150 tons!

After all, this thing is equipped with four engines, which can be said to be a miracle.

Actually, it's a bit of a humility to say that this thing is similar to killer whales.

After all, if you ignore the differences in the appearance of the fuselage and engine, this thing is almost like a copycat "fat tiger" or "thin whale" in addition to not being able to turn the wings at will to complete various difficult maneuvers, as well as switching between fixed-wing mode and vertical take-off and landing mode.

Of course, in order to make up for the shortcomings of not being able to take off and land vertically, Goblin Technology also collaborated with the research institute under the scientific research group to design a "small aircraft" that can switch between fixed-wing mode and vertical take-off and landing mode.

The name of that thing was "Thunder", but it wasn't deployed here at the moment.

As a powerful version of the "Lingyun" fighter, it uses the same electrically propelled plasma engine as the "Overlord", but the energy supply unit is not solid hydrogen, but a nuclear fusion battery with higher energy density and more expensive cost similar to power armor.

The biggest advantage of the plasma engine is neither thrust nor energy saving, but the ability of the plasma plume to output steadily, both in terms of handling and stability, which is much stronger than the chemical engines used in traditional jet aircraft.

It is precisely because of this that players have more room to give full play to their creativity and use some brain holes that are impossible or too expensive to implement in reality.

As for how it actually performs, it can only be tested on the battlefield.

At this moment, ground support vehicles are shuttling back and forth between the airstrip and the warehouse, loading boxes and bundles of materials into the cabin of the tail of the "Overlord" transport plane.

As the cabin filled, the hatch slowly closed, and the gum-chewing pigman brother expertly pushed the electric door, controlled the plane to drive onto the runway, and drew four dark blue arcs of light towards the sky.

Although his route was in the same direction as the train bound for the south, his destination was not Geumcheon Province, but Baiyue Province, which was located southwest of Haiya Province.

There is a two-kilometer runway near the military base on the northwest side of Port Fries.

Although the maintenance cost of building a runway in Baiyue Province was high, out of strategic considerations, Chu Guang finally paid the money and let the local small players build the runway.

After all, there is only one Iron Heart, and it is still too cumbersome to rely on inflatable airships to transport supplies at critical times.

This war alliance will launch an offensive in the area under the de facto control of the Torch Church from both the north and south, so a military deployment around Port Fries will also be necessary.

Next to the runway of the airport, the pilots of the two enterprises looked at the direction in which the "Overlord" transport plane disappeared and looked at each other with strange expressions.

Among them, the more honest brother directly said the confusion in his heart.

“…… Is it my delusion, how do I think that thing is a bit like our engine? ”

The one standing next to him opened his mouth and gave an ambiguous answer.

"Probably...... It's an illusion. ”

It's just a delusion.

There's no patent for this thing in the wasteland anyway.

Their engine was copied from the plasma thrusters on the Age of Prosperity starship, and there are so many Vault dwellers in the Alliance, so it doesn't seem unreasonable to copy one from the parts on the starship.

After all, now is not the time to argue about this, and the Alliance is still their ally.

Even if there is a dispute, it will have to wait until this war is over......

……

To the north of Dawn City, near a certain hotel where the legion mission is stationed, the lobby is also full of activity.

And the focus of everyone's heated discussion is naturally the latest issue of "Survivor Daily".

For the first time in today's newspaper, two big news stories appeared.

One is for the "Adhesive Community" to declare war on the torch, and the other is for the newly formed South China Sea Alliance.

Although the Alliance rarely takes the initiative to export values to the outside world, there is no shortage of believers in the wasteland who have taken the initiative to embrace the dawn.

I heard that the territory of the South China Sea Alliance is even larger than the territory of the alliance!

It's just that their "land" is so small that the inhabitants of Dawning are more surprised than what happened there, how they managed to cram people into the small island the size of a palm.

But surprise is surprise.

The topic of the southern seas is not very hot in Dawning City, at least not as big as the real event of "the Sticky Community declares war on the Torch Church"!

After all, nothing has been more topical than the ongoing meeting of the Adhesive Community over the past four months.

And for the atrocities of the Torch Church and its followers, the survivors of Dawning City were deeply impressed.

After all, most of them were survivors of the Bone Chewing Rebellion, as well as survivors who had fled from Geumcheon Province, and almost all of them hated the lunatics.

Now hearing that all the members of the Sticky Community have declared war on the Torch Church, almost everyone can't help but applaud.

"It's long overdue to liquidate those dogs!" An overly drunk mercenary slammed his right fist on the table, drunken yelling.

The merchant sitting next to him also said in a calm voice.

"I remember that the Chewing Bone Tribe had their shadows! These brutes, a bunch of things that aren't human......"

"I didn't expect the Willantes to stand with us, those guys don't do much brute thing."

"And the guys in Bougerra who always felt like they weren't a good thing."

"In the words of the manager, those guys are not a good thing, but the contradictions with them can be put aside for a while, and we have to solve the more critical problems first."

The lobby of the hotel was filled with noise, and no one noticed the person sitting in the corner of the lobby.

It was none other than the ambassador of the Xilan Empire, the Duke of Galava, who had just been discharged from the hospital.

Although the doctor told him to drink less alcohol and read less newspapers, it was clear that he did not listen to the doctor's advice, and at the moment he stubbornly held a copy of the "Daily Survivor" bought by the servant in his hand

Staring at the headlines in the newspapers, Duke Galava's face was imprinted with a sickly tide. Red, whispering excitedly in his mouth.

"It's a fight!"

It's finally time to fight!

Once the Alliance's war machine is in motion, it will have no time to take care of the affairs of the province of Borneo, and their empire will not only have a little respite, but may also be able to take the opportunity to turn the tide in one fell swoop! Regroup!

But—

The Legion of War against the Torch seems to have also entered the fray, and it is heard that they have also sent direct units of the Eastern Legion.

As the Legion's greatest ally and one of the main signatories of the Bond, the Duke of Galava wondered what they should say.

At least make the legion aware of their importance.

And, it's a completely risk-free deal.

Provoke the three immortals at the same time, let alone how long this torch can live, I'm afraid that even the ashes will have to be raised.

Maybe you can mix in some loot then.

Touching his chin, the Duke of Galava thought to himself.

“…… Let His Majesty send some people symbolically. ”

(End of chapter)