After a night of fierce fighting in the north of Laishan City, the first battle of the Adhesive Community to set foot on the "home" of the Torch Church ended in a draw.

On the position halfway up the Laishan Mountain, Jenin, who belonged to the 310,000-strong team, took out his binoculars and glanced down the mountain.

It was the thirteenth time he had done this today, and it was still morning.

He had only arrived at the front line from the west of the Continent from the Continent a few days ago, and had traveled tens of thousands of kilometers all the way, but unfortunately he still missed the decisive battle in the Weifu Wasteland in the end.

I heard that the team of ten he was now in had all the brothers gone, and only their centurion Oliver was left.

The man had a deep scar on his face, which I heard had been left from a fight with a mutant man...... At that time, Oliver was still a ten-cubon.

Sure enough, the battlefield is the place where you can get promoted the fastest.

Glancing at Chief Oliver, who was standing not far away, there was a hint of reverence in Jenin's eyes.

Ever since hearing about the chief, he has become a true fan of him.

It's a monster that can grow back even a lost head, and if you can kill that kind of guy, their centurion is a ruthless man!

"There shouldn't be any major battles these days."

Standing next to Jenin, his comrade-in-arms from the same recruit battalion as him said boredly.

"How do you tell?" Jenin asked curiously.

"Isn't that obvious," the man shrugged and threw a piece of gum into his mouth, "Yesterday the corporations and alliances had a nose of dust down there, and even if they didn't plan to swallow it, I'm afraid they would have to discuss countermeasures before making a move." ”

"After all, it's the rice bucket and the friends of the rice bucket in the ideal city, and I can't stand the death of two people."

"Hahaha."

A group of recruits were talking and laughing, apparently completely ignoring the business and the alliance. Some veterans who have been on the front lines for some time laugh and don't explain.

They also don't pay attention to the enterprise and the alliance, and in their eyes, the Legion's army is the strongest in the wasteland.

However, it has to be said that these rookies think about their opponents too simply.

If their opponents are really that retarded, what are they after pestering these guys in the desert for months?

Although he is also a new recruit, Jenin, who came from the military academy, has a different point of view.

The situation in Haiya Province is truly unusual.

These guys don't even have a fixed front, and even he can't think of a better way.

Especially now, the road and railway through Shifeng Mountain are still under construction, and there are still certain difficulties in sending supplies from the rear to the front line, and it is understandable that the offensive of the coalition forces has stalled.

Hearing the discussion of his recruits, Centurion Oliver, who was standing on the front line to inspect, just grinned, as if listening to a group of children's jokes.

"You're underestimating those guys."

He was in Fushan that night and saw with his own eyes what the true elite of the alliance looked like.

Compared to the self who picked up a life, those guys who wear heavy exoskeletons and carry large-caliber shotguns in their hands are the real ruthless people.

The mutants were slaughtered in the cave one by one like chicks waiting to be slaughtered in front of them, and the movements were skillfully repeated thousands of times.

It's hard to imagine what hellish trials those guys have been through.

It was true that he had killed a big greenskin, but the number they had eliminated by the entire squad was not as much as a fraction of what the guy had fished him out of the cave.

Speaking of which, thankfully, the man grabbed him by the collar and dragged him out of the tunnel.

To this day, he still vividly remembers that not long after he withdrew from the pit full of corpses, more than a dozen "mourners" rushed to the position where he had fought before, and fought with those who carried large shields.

It was only later that he learned that when he was trapped in the pit and in a dilemma, those mutants had chased the main force behind him all the way to the foot of the mountain, and almost snatched back the position of Black Cloud Mountain......

Hearing Chief Oliver join the conversation, one of the recruits asked with a smile after a report.

"Sir, do you think they're going to strike today?"

Seeing that the young men were all looking at him, Oliver said with a faint smile.

"From what I know about them, yesterday's level of attack was a test at best. If nothing else, they have figured out the details of their opponents. ”

After a pause, he continued briefly.

"You'll find out if you stay on the front line for a few more days."

However, even Oliver himself didn't expect that not long after his words fell, there was already movement in the position at the foot of the mountain.

I saw a group of soldiers wearing pitch-black exoskeletons, carrying supply boxes taller than their own people, passing through the rugged mountain road one after another.

Coincidentally, judging from the armbands on those people's shoulders, these soldiers are the Alliance's Storm Corps!

In addition to the men themselves, they were followed by a huge creature with tentacles underneath.

The appearance of that thing looks a little hideous, but the round head is weirdly cute after looking at it for a long time.

If he remembered correctly, it seemed to be the state of the "hatching room" produced by the brood in Qingquan City before it was fully expanded.

When fully unfolded, it is capable of converting the organic matter sent by the fruiting body into a new fruiting body.

According to the relevant information disclosed by the Adhesive Community, the Alliance has harmlessly treated the brood in Qingquan City. In this way, this "hatchery" should also be safe, and the production of gnawers and crawlers will probably not attack people.

Even so, Oliver was a little surprised by the appearance of the Storm Corps, after all, he had not heard of any plans for the Coalition to attack today.

Unable to resist the confusion in his heart, he shouted at the people.

"Do you have a mission today?"

Hearing the shouts coming from the halfway up the mountainside, Kakarot glanced up, unveiled the tactical eyepiece of the helmet and said with a smile.

"No, it's a big job."

Big job?

Oliver was stunned, not understanding what it meant.

But the man didn't explain anything, and led the more than 200 brothers behind him straight into the murky wilderness.

And not long after the group left, a group of noisy guys appeared on the mountain road below their position.

They did not carry an exoskeleton, carried LD-47 rifles on their shoulders, some had several bazookas, and the only protective gear was the gas masks they had already put on, which looked like they were joking.

There were about a hundred of them, and they were shouting noisily, and they didn't know what they were shouting.

"Boss, don't we really need to wear protective gear?" Fiddling with the gas mask hanging from his face, one of the players walking in the line couldn't help but complain.

His ID is called [Born in Spring], the Beta0.7 version of the game that has just entered, and now I have been playing for a month, and the level has just passed LV5.

Also entering the game with him are [Born in Summer] and [Born in Winter], and they are all of the same level as him.

As for the guy who walked in front of him, he called the leader, the ID is [It doesn't feel as good as Rick V], the leader of the Abstract Corps, and he is the boss of the physique system who entered the game in the Beta0.5 version, and he is also the big brother who took them to the "Passing on the Torch" mission.

He remembered that when he first entered this game, he still admired this big guy who claimed to be able to farm monsters alone, until one time they met a real monster in the Weifu Wasteland.

It was at that time that he deeply realized the truth of the game.

Even if it is a "strong person" who has awakened for the second time, he may not flash because he was careless, and he was slapped more than ten meters away by a crazy monster......

"What do you mean by not wearing protective gear? I seem to be very picky, aren't you wearing gas masks? Hearing the little brother's complaint, Rick rolled his eyes in defense, but he didn't expect this sentence to make everyone blow up.

"?"

"It's called protective gear, too?"

"This thing is free, okay?"

In that "Endless Mode" monster farming event, the Gas Mask was the only piece of equipment that could be obtained for free, and it was the same model as Task Force Alpha, which was manufactured by the Dawn City Industrial Zone.

[Born in Spring] seriously suspects that if it weren't for free, this guy would have saved them even gas masks.

Actually, there is nothing wrong with it.

Excluding Physique players, if they don't wear gas masks with their Physique, they can still hold out in the realm of the fourth stage of Heaven for three or four days.

Under normal circumstances, with their combat effectiveness, they simply can't hold out for that long, but they are afraid that they will be eaten alive by the fungus variants that are active in the field before they have time to be infected by the Naguo mycelium.

It is estimated that even those bigwigs wearing exoskeletons can barely count their survival time in days.

Looking at the noisy newcomers, Rick coughed and stopped them.

"Okay, okay, it's good to have free use, where are there so many problems! Don't think about this and that all day long, think about what you have contributed to our corps! Listen to my brother's advice, you can't grasp the high-end equipment, start with the basic skills, lay a good foundation, and sooner or later you can become a strong party like me. ”

Hearing this, everyone unanimously replied to this guy with a roll of the eye.

Seeing that no one could contradict him, Rick picked himself up again and shouted to the brothers.

"Brothers, listen up, we'll follow the leaders of the Storm Corps in a while! Wherever they put the flag of the purification base, we will stick it behind their ass! ”

Summer Born: "Wait, boss, don't I remember that the decontamination base or decontamination station has to be at least 600 meters apart to complete the decision?" ”

Rick replied with a hippie smile.

"It's easy to say, it's not over if you get stuck at a distance of 600 meters, or why do you think I'm going out so early."

The players were stunned when they heard this.

Boy.

Mixed up insiders!

Watching the noisy fellows walk into the wilderness, the Willantes, who were crouching on the edge of the trenches, looked at each other and muttered to their comrades.

"What the hell are they talking about?"

"The Devil Knows ......"

"Do you think they can do it?"

"The Devil Knows ......"

“……”

This time, Oliver didn't get into the conversation of his subordinates, but just looked at the rabble with a strange expression.

He was sure that these guys were all recruits, and they were only newer than the rice buckets in Ideal City.

Send this kind of inexperienced guy to the battlefield, and I'm afraid that one in ten will come back alive.

Is this how the alliance trains?

This method is too rough, isn't it......

……

Oliver's surprise was just a small episode.

For it soon dawned on him that his surprise was not worth mentioning.

Just as his men were discussing how many of the rookies of the alliance would return, another wave of people crossed the rugged mountain road and strode towards the wilderness corrupted by plague and curse.

The fellows were noisy and spoke in a language they didn't understand, but the hearty laughter was not at all like going to a cannibalistic battlefield, but like going to a banquet.

The voices were full of contempt for death, and they regarded death as their home, with the ideal of saving all mankind, but they did not care about their own lives.

At first, the Willant soldiers looked at them with mocking eyes, but soon they began to realize that the mocking gaze made them look like clowns, and they all stopped laughing.

These guys are real warriors!

When faced with the common crisis of all mankind, they did not shout about unity but did it themselves, but stood in front of everyone without hesitation.

Even though most of the Willant soldiers had no interest in the ideals proclaimed by the Alliance, and even spit on the "equality" that was like a dream, they couldn't hate these true heroes.

They respect the truly strong!

And out of respect for the strong, they silently withdrew the bet on how many people would come back......

It was not only the Willant soldiers on the front line who were surprised, but even General Leum, who was sitting on the airship of the Loyalty, was greatly shocked.

After listening to the report from the front, he held his breath for a while before asking the adjutant on the side.

“…… How many people is in the Union? ”

The adjutant was stunned and hesitated for a long time before speaking.

"A million?"

It could also be one and a half million.

Ever since the Commune meeting, there had been a steady stream of survivors flocking to the Alliance, and he had even heard that the administrator of a certain vault had fled to settle in the area of Dawn.

Since the Coalition is quite lenient in vetting the identity of the survivors who move in, the population is also different from day to day.

How many people there are, I'm afraid not to mention that he is an outsider, he estimates that even Chu Guang himself may not know accurately.

General Lium looked away from his adjutant's face with a strange expression, and his gaze was on the gray-green fog-covered front line outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

According to the report from the Laishan position, as of just now, the alliance has sent nearly a force of 10,000 troops to the front line!

Some of them are regular troops, and a large part are more like wastelanders with their own weapons and dry rations......

The only piece of equipment they received from the coalition logistics department was a pair of gas masks.

And things like rifles and bullets, even prepared by themselves......

“…… Is this the mobilization capacity of the coalition. A look of shock welled up in Lium's eyes.

Even in the Triumphal City, ruled by His Majesty the Great Marshal, such a thing is unimaginable......

While General Lium was shaking, the battle near Laishan City was in full swing.

Variants dominated by the mycelium of Nago continue to crawl out of the earth, trying to exterminate the "heretics" who have invaded the realm of heaven, but the "heretics" are far more powerful than the apostles imagined.

Those guys are obviously alive, but they fight tirelessly like the living dead.

Looking at the almost red-burned barrel of the gun, [Spring Birth], who was leaning against the back of a broken dirt wall and shooting, couldn't help but shout behind him.

"Captain! Call it an air raid! ”

[Summer Birth], who was not far from him, couldn't help but shout.

"We can't hold on!!"

"Wait!" Glancing at the numbers on the VM with his eyes hurried, Rick gritted his teeth and shouted, "200 points short!" If I get enough 1,000 points, I can shout a wave of airdrops! ”

I heard that there is a "Ripper" heavy machine gun in C2 drop box! And 3000 rounds of machine gun ammunition!

Relying on the little equipment and ammunition in their hands alone won't last long, even if they summon one or two air raids, they will help them clear out some miscellaneous troops at most, and only when they get the heavy firepower weapons in the airdrop supply can they hope to last longer!

As for the 100 kg bomb that requires 500 points to exchange, it is reserved for the evolutionary!

He has a detailed plan for how to maximize the value of every point!

Rick was thinking this in his heart when a violent roar suddenly came from behind the dense fog not far away.

"Roaring ——!"

Before he could ask what was going on, he heard the screams of [Born in Spring] and [Born in Summer].

Immediately after, a giant beast lying on the ground came into his eyes.

The guy looked like a crocodile, but he had an elephant-like body and legs, and a mouth three or four meters long. And the flesh and pieces of clothes hanging from the fangs were exactly the weight of two people......

Dark green mycelium stitched together its pitted body, staring at the prey in front of it, its pupils flashing with a dark green fierce light.

Catching up with the miserable green eyes, Rick involuntarily held his breath, only to feel a chill in his hands and feet, and then subconsciously glanced at the numbers on the VM.

975……

25 points away from the heavy machine gun!

It's too late to hesitate.

He shouted in his heart as he spent 500 points to redeem the air raid.

However, when he saw that the air raid would take three minutes to arrive, he almost didn't have a mouthful of old blood spurting out.

"What about the cheater!"

The crocodile-like monster didn't care so much, and it bit at the position he commanded with its mouth wide open.

The 7mm rifle bullet hit it like a joke, and the RPG rocket was not powerful because of the safety distance.

Rick anxiously shouted to the new men to stay away, trying to get the monster's attention and updating the bombing coordinates for the air raids that would not arrive at the front line until three minutes later.

However, unfortunately, since many players of the Abstract Corps are on the battlefield for the first time, the entire position is in chaos.

The purification station of the remaining 90 people was instantly killed by the monster.

The newcomers who scattered with RPG bazookas on their backs were chased by a group of walking corpses and corpse dogs for a buffet because they lost the cover of their allies, and they had no choice but to use the only remaining strength to pull the trigger and shoot an armor-piercing bullet inserted in the launcher.

At the end of the three minutes, the sound of a dive bomber came overhead, and a 100-kilogram bomb was dropped.

The warhead doped with solid hydrogen and azide compounds, the power of the explosion was no joke, and the invincible monster was pressed to the ground in minutes.

Looking at the boiling flames and the monster lying down in pain, the wounded Rick finally couldn't hold it anymore, and was thrown to the ground by a creeper who rushed up and bit his neck.

Converted into hours, they only lasted a little more than an hour in total.

With a comprehensive difficulty factor, 105 players share the prize of 110,000 silver coins equally, and each player can almost get more than 1,000 points.

After deducting the money for bullets and clothes and remaking the VM, it can be regarded as a small profit.

Although I didn't make much money......

Just 600 meters in front of the abstract corps' purification station, the battle in front of the Storm Corps' purification base was also tense and exciting.

It's just that the players here are real veterans in the end, and Kakarot, who commands operations, is an old fritter who has participated in the actual combat command of the front line many times, and his playing style is naturally not as abstract as the abstract corps.

However, although the friendly forces behaved a little uninitiated, they did not despise the new meaning.

After all, who hasn't come from the budding stage?

This is mostly the case with the people who play this game.

Dead and dead, and suddenly one day it became stronger.

“…… Brother Ka, the guys who followed us behind our ass seem to be dying, why don't I bring someone to help them? ”

Wiping off the slime stuck to the helmet, the old man asked, looking at Kakarot.

Compared to those newcomers, the pressure they feel is not very great.

And the hatchery has also been successfully operational, and some gnawers and even creepers carrying type B strains have begun to be produced. Although the number is not much, it can help them share some of the pressure.

So far, they haven't suffered a single casualty, and he even has a little suspicion that the guys hiding in the Sanctuary have found that their bones are not easy to gnaw, so they deliberately target the newcomers who follow their butts and mingle.

After all, the kingdom of heaven is not a product of nature, but is governed by man's will.

Kakarot said with a smile.

"Don't be in a hurry, let them hold on for a while, and how to grow without experiencing headwinds."

He always felt that the torch was seducing them to divide some of their forces to help the friendly forces behind them.

At this time, the division of troops is not sure to fall into the hands of those people.

The player standing next to him put down the binoculars in his hand and said to the captain on the side.

“…… No need to help, they seem to be gone. ”

Kakarot's expression was a little embarrassed, and he coughed dryly and continued.

"That'...... You can take a few people to recover their equipment, and when I'm done, I'll call for shelling to wash the place, and I can't let their sacrifice go to waste. ”

If you can pick up the VM back, it can help them reduce some of their losses.

As for the remaining weapons and ammunition, those who have picked it up according to the custom can use it first, and when they return after the mission is completed, they will return as much as they have left.

As soon as he heard that his teammate's blind box was opened, the player suddenly came to his senses and agreed energetically.

"Okay!"

After saying that, he beckoned a few teammates beside him, carried the empty supply box that was taller than a person, and ran towards the position 600 meters behind......

In just one day, the alliance sent hundreds of "troops" to the area of Laishan City, launching a tidal wave of intensive offensive towards the heavenly kingdom of the Torch Church.

These troops were like nails, staring fiercely at the flesh of the Torch Church.

Although not all nails were successfully rooted, even then it was painful enough for the torch......

Looking at the battlefield that was blooming everywhere, a trace of astonishment gradually appeared in the eyes of the human emperor Gujing Wubo.

“…… Are these guys crazy? ”

Consume the pieces in his hand in this life-for-life way......

In just one day, he lost dozens of evolutionary bodies and nearly 600,000 "puppets"!

Even if he has hundreds of millions of chess pieces, this loss is not insignificant.

The league, in particular, likes to clear the game with incendiary bombs immediately after a game.

This means that he has to be careful to put in the pieces in his hand, and be prepared that the cards he plays will not be recovered, neither too much at a time nor too few at a time.

After all, once the soldiers of the Alliance put down roots in the local area, they will continue to bring in filth......

The look of astonishment was gradually replaced by a touch of jealousy.

However, that fear only existed in his eyes for a few seconds, and then dissipated into the unfathomable madness.

I don't know how thick the sky is......

Fight a war of attrition with him?

It's just looking for death!