When Wu Que arrived, the battle was already over.

There was only one ruined star left, bundled and sturdy, tossed aside. The speed of the wind has been saved for the height of the skirt, but it seems that the leg is injured and cannot stand on its own.

"Report Executor." The Scoop Mammoth rushed up and reported, "The soldier has been successfully rescued, the wind speed determines the height of the skirt, two enemies have been annihilated, and there is one alive left, please instruct." ”

These players are too fast!

Wu Que maintained a serious appearance in front of the players, nodded appreciatively: "Very good, we don't need to be afraid of any enemy, remember, the base must have the courage and will to fire at the whole universe, and in the future, our fleet will point to glory and victory." ”

"Executor, you look really heroic and handsome."

Wu Que ignored ET7424's yin and yang weirdness, anyway, the players in front of him were ignited by his words, and they were screaming there one by one.

"Lord Executor, the weapons of the base are truly sharp!" Windy City Rose leaned up, "You see we've done our job so well, can we get a base scimitar too?" ”

"Machete?" Wu Que was stunned for a moment, swept around, and immediately saw the miserable corpse on the ground.

This is cut out of that inconspicuous knife?

He suppressed the urge to ask 7424 on the spot, and said in a deep voice: "Soldiers, now that the base is in short supply, when everything is stable, you will naturally be fully armed." ”

As he spoke, the wristbands on the players' hands lit up again, and ET7424 had already completed the player's task information processing in the background.

"[Urgent Mission]: Save the GI Wind Speed.

The ET7424 base is both prosperous and losing, and as a member of the base, you cannot allow your colleagues to be humiliated.

Find the Lost Soldier (1/1).

Destroy the enemy: 2.

Capture the enemy: 1.

Reward: Base contribution of 100 ET points. ”

"ET point? That's where the base comes in. Several players looked at their panel pages, and sure enough, they found that there was an extra ET point next to the character information.

"I'm 140." The recovery refrigerator was surprised, and Captain Hamster also asked the same question: "I'm also 140 points, do you count more for us?" ”

The contribution point mechanism is just implemented by ET7424, but after all, this is a reality and not a real server, or ET7424 itself is a server, and there is no need to stop the service for maintenance when it is "online".

"The extra points are the contribution points of the materials you brought back to the base." Wu Que replied, "In the future, I will announce the list of exchangeable contribution points, and with the improvement of the base, the exchangeable items will continue to increase." ”

Hearing Wu Que's words, Captain Hamster quietly turned around and high-fived towards the recycling refrigerator, with a clear meaning in his eyes, "Look at what I said is accurate."

The rest of the players suddenly realized, but they didn't pay much attention to Captain Hamster's small lead.

There are garbage heaps everywhere here, and who wouldn't go to the base to pick up garbage?

Wu Que finally had time to check the wind speed. Seeing the NPC arrive, Feng Su pursed his lips and said nothing, but the real pain was constantly coming from his right leg that couldn't land, making his facial features twitch one after another.

"Courage is commendable for not succumbing to the enemy." Wu Que said solemnly, "The lives and bodies of soldiers are the precious assets of the base, I hope you don't waste your hard-won life." ”

As his voice fell, the wristband of the wind speed also jumped out of the light screen, and he also gained contribution points, but only 50 points.

Wu Que bypassed the wind speed and finally went to check on the captured waste starman.

The ruined star man didn't look out of the ordinary, he was tied up sturdily, his mouth stuffed with dry plastic picked up next to him, and he was writhing and writhing at the moment.

Wu Que picked up a pipe and picked out the garbage in his mouth, and the waste star had just regained the right to speak, and an impatient word exploded in Wu Que's ears like a firecracker:

"Tomorrow the gray squirrel will shave all your flesh off the bones and shave it clean, and the skull will be lifted off to put Lao Tzu's ......"

Before he finished his sentence, Wu Que directly stuffed the garbage back that he took out, and then hit him with a heavy punch in the face.

The ruined starman was bleeding from his nose and simply leaned back and fainted.

And Wu Que looked at the fainted waste star man and fell into deep thought.

Although he only said one sentence, and it was 90 percent useless information, there were two words that were crucial and could not be more critical.

"Squirrel".

Of course, this gray squirrel is not referring to the mutant rats that are often two or three meters long on the waste star, but the waste star organization named after the same species.

Squirrel is the most prestigious Waste Star Crusher organization in his area, with a total of nearly 100 people. Even Wu Que had collected the materials to activate the central base before, and he had gone through the channel of a gray squirrel.

Such an organization is by no means a good match, that is, there is not much overlap between the interests of the wasters, otherwise it is estimated that the entire area will have to be protected by the gray squirrel.

And Wu Que once heard that the gray squirrel was able to hold nearly a hundred people steadily because he also had an abandoned base in his hands, and there were even old military weapons in it.

It's not an easy opponent to mess with in every sense of the word – at least for now.

But if time goes by, if nothing else, in terms of numbers alone, Squirrel's number 100 people are destined to be crushed by the number of players who gradually influx as restrictions are lifted.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Que had already made up his mind.

"Kenneth, come here."

He beckoned to Kenneth and pointed to the ruined star man who had fallen to the ground, "Dispose of him, make it clean, don't leave a trace, and lead the team back to the base when you're done, I'll go back first." ”

"Understood!"

Kenneth responded with a neutral response, and when he looked at the waste star man again, his face became the same expressionless as Wu Que.

He's a pro, and while the game does feel a little different, it's all about the game's stats......

Although the hands-on process is a little bloody and disgusting, R18 is a little bit, but he is a legal adult, killing a bunch of data, what his feelings.

"Executor." ET7424's voice sounded in Wu Que's headset again, "I want to report something to you here." ”

"Say."

"Regarding the foot injury of the soldier's wind speed, it needs to be healed by the healing device after two waste star days, and it needs to consume ......"

Wu Que's hand holding the joystick suddenly clenched.

"There are no dead people, and resources are needed just to heal the wounds?"

"Fever and pneumonia are both within the scope of sick leave, and it is not reasonable to have resources for making people and healing wounds?"

“ET7424。”

"Executor, what do you command?"

"Give me the contribution point where the wind speed determines the height of the skirt, and deduct it by half."