The first encounter of the "Valhalla" after the start occurred when the player's vanguard ran into a gnoll patrol as he entered the swamp, and the moment the two sides met, there was no hesitation or hesitation, and the 300 new players collided head-on with the fifty gnolls elite in front of them.

The new players simply couldn't stand head-on against the elite gnolls, and what was supposed to be a slaughtering battle took less than five minutes from start to finish.

The player lost one hundred and twenty men, and the Gnolls were wiped out.

These little maniacs did not hesitate to adopt the most classic "sprouting new tactics", and they blew up this team of elite soldiers alive with high-end goods such as devouring the light and winning wine.

Before leaving, the five pairs repeatedly emphasized that the goal of this operation was to destroy the arsenal, and the sooner the better.

The newcomers may not have enough strength, but they obey orders and decisively use the fastest tactics in order to pursue victory, and then advance all the way in a similar way.

When the army of players who were bombing all the way approached the main formation of the Gnoll's powder magazine, there were less than 1,000 of the 2,000 newcomers who had recently entered the game, and the Gnoll who was advancing fast enough to the powder magazine was not ready to defend, and a group of red-eyed Trancian War Heroes rushed in shouting and killing.

The craziest thing is that while they charged, the vampires flew down in an ultra-low-altitude bombardment posture and also carried out a covering incendiary bombardment.

Lines of fire exploded in this defensive area, and the more extreme bombs could even hit the charging player, but no one had time to complain about it, and everyone was fighting to be the first.

Despite the many encouraging words that Mistress Murphy had said before the opening, a very important element of today's final push for vengeances was to give their brothers a leg up.

Before, Lao Qin led the team to be overshadowed by the jackals for more than 500 players, who can swallow this breath? My own buddies were bullied, and as the fourth natural disaster of unity, I must take revenge more ruthlessly.

That's right!

Today's battle is a "personal vendetta" between the gnolls and the players!

Although this logic is full of a kind of "only allow me to bully you, not allow you to fight back" domineering thinking, in reality is not worth advocating, otherwise you will be ruthlessly educated by social rules, but considering that this is in the game and they are fighting a life-and-death war, it shouldn't be a big problem to be a little overbearing, right?

"Rush! Rush up and blow up the battle line! The powder magazine is in the valley ahead, brothers, follow me! ”

Five pairs of wheels riding a skeletal war horse threw explosive spears forward, and shouted to a group of newcomers who followed him:

"Don't huddle together, spread out! The gnolls on the other side have lost their spells. ”

Before the words fell, a lit dwarf bomb was thrown out by the gnolwolf warrior in front of him, not to mention, this hand throwing skill was thrown quite accurately, so that the smoking bomb was smashed on the hooves of the five pairs of war horses.

The disgraced chief of staff only had time to pounce out, and the dwarven bomb exploded in the next second.

The explosive bomb with scorching fragments swept around the landing point, blowing up the five pairs of skeleton war horses that they had borrowed money from Qin Ye to buy into pieces, and at the same time, they also blew up a few budding newcomers who followed him to the ground, and the two buddies hung up on the spot, and they didn't even have time to drink the decisive wine.

Scald!

After this gnoll learns to use bombs, the threat of the battlefield is slowly rising!

"! Dare to kill Lao Tzu's horse! I bought it with a loan! Death to the master! ”

The five pairs of wheels got up from the muddy water and their eyes were red, and the skeleton war horse had not been covered for a week before it was bought and scattered.

Although the honest man who sold his horse said that this thing could still be repaired, but considering that Goudan would have gone to kill the gods and where would he have time to do "after-sales service", the "car purchase loan" of five pairs of wheels was basically equivalent to a waste.

He roared and grabbed the trench gun behind his back and fired at him, forcing the gnolls back and pulling out the molten spear as he approached, activating it and stabbing at the enemy with a standard to perfect assassination spell, and two seconds later, a vampire player flying overhead was hit by the gnolls' spell and screamed and smashed down.

With a loud bang, the Molotov cocktail exploded in place and turned into a raging fire, swallowing everything around it.

Well, within ten minutes of the battle on the frontal battlefield, the commander-in-chief drove to the west.

Of course, the dead are not cowards, but how can they fight without command?

"Listen to me! I'll take over the command! ”

The voice of the Qing Dynasty veteran's broken gong sounded in the next moment, and the amplification technique from the player's psionic master made his voice resound throughout the battlefield.

Compared with the more theoretical-oriented five-pair wheels, the old company commander with more actual combat experience brandished his chainsaw sword and slashed the gnoll elite in front of him, and gave several orders in a row to continue to push the battle line forward in the face of crazy white-knuckle battles in all directions.

As he passed by the scorched earth, the veteran stooped down and picked up the half-melted dog tag of the five pairs of wheels in his hand, and he sighed and said:

"I have long suggested that you practice more in the game, look at your bear-like appearance, it's really a shame for our old troops."

"Commander, I can't push it."

The assault commander of the Loyal Hymn Guild ran over with a steel helmet on his head, holding a bloody vulture claw rifle with empty bullets in his hand, he wiped the blood from his face and shouted to the Qing Dynasty veterans:

"The hunting electors of the jackals have come out of the valley with the elites, there are three thousand elites in this ghost place, Yan Sang has just reconnoitred the surroundings, there are at least four teams of jackals are coming to this side to support, the total number is more than 10,000, these dogs dare to put the arsenal here without fear of others attacking.

It's like we're stepping into a trap."

", that's why we're here because it's a trap! Besides, can a trap for a dog trap trap a tiger? ”

The Qing Dynasty veteran smirked, looked around at the battlefield that had killed the red eye, and happened to see the scene of the all-risk half-hung brother drinking the decisive wine and rushing into a group of gnolls.

He silently recited a warrior in his heart, and then said to the mustard idiot:

"Don't be afraid, let the reinforcements come, the more people come, the happier I am, we attract the enemy here so that the Locke dwarves can better sneak into the valley from underground.

And what about the self-detonating car?

Didn't the mud sauce confidently declare that their weapons of war would definitely be able to complete the mission?

Let him rush now, mobilize the old players, and kill the valley regardless of casualties!

Leave it alone on the flanks, you win if you go into the valley. ”

The old company commander's order was quickly given to the main force of veteran players, who began to advance towards the same target from all over the battlefield, and the group of players who did not receive the order continued to fight in the same place, as if they were targets to attract firepower.

However, considering that no player intends to return alive in this battle, it is not considered a cruel decision.

The combat skills are generally higher, and the advanced ability of the veteran players with more experience after gathering together is obviously beyond the expectations of the jackals, and the pocket array that has been opened has been neatly torn open in the direction of the valley under the personal leadership of the Qing Dynasty veterans.

The unwanted Trancha Heroes guarded a strange four-wheeled steel cart that emitted black smoke but didn't need to be pulled by livestock into the valley, but any gnoll with a little brain knew that this was the "secret weapon" of the Translancians, so the gnolls stopped him wherever the mud sauce and a coal-burning truck driven by an old engineer himself rushed.

"That's exciting, isn't it?"

An old engineer who has just entered the game for less than ten days is huddled in the cab with a steel helmet and a gun, stunned to watch the mud sauce next to him step on the accelerator frantically with red eyes, and kill one after another jackals who tried to block the progress of the vehicle on the road, but when has the old engineer who has lived for decades seen this scene?

He said in a trembling voice with a local accent from the Central Plains:

"Alas, good posterity, slow down! Slow down, driving so fast will turn over! ”

"I'm an old driver, I can't flip! Trust me. ”

Vomit mud sauce this will make the eyes red.

Because he just saw the scene of his father and a group of jackals dying together, although he knew that when he took off his helmet, he could see his father scolding his mother in the living room, but the love between father and son is here, and if he does not avenge the embarrassing father, it is estimated that he will relive the father's love represented by the seven wolves after going offline.

He was also ruthless, after being escorted into the valley by the players, the coal-burning truck continued to accelerate like an angry beast, and it was difficult to pick up the speed in this swampy mud, but fortunately, the mass of the fully loaded truck was heavy enough, and it was impossible to stop it by a single jackal once it rushed up.

"Next time we're going to put a bucket on the front of this kind of car"

The old man who was happy to get back to his childhood fun complained:

"Better with a little more wasteland-style mods!"

Before the words fell, a jackal who was smashed by a horse fork worm slammed into the windshield of the cab, and the disgusting red and white liquid suddenly blocked the vision of the vomiting mud sauce, making him scold his mother while slamming on the accelerator and shouting:

"And the wipers! Yes, the wipers must be fitted. ”

"Hey, driver, where the are you going? It's crooked! Go back to the left, I'm going to hit the rocks. ”

The national scolding of the Qing Dynasty veterans came into the cockpit, so that the vomit mud sauce on the head slammed in the direction, and the fully loaded truck almost narrowly avoided a boulder next to it in a drifting attitude, if it wasn't for the speed was not high, this time it would definitely overturn.

"Muddy sauce, can you hear me? I'm Yansang!

Now I'll show you the way, the arsenal is right in front of you, but there are two positions guarded by the gnolls, and now that we people can't rush through, you must crash over and detonate the explosives piled up in the caves! ”

At the same time as the mud sauce was driving by feeling, the voice of Yan Sang, the "player's first scout", sounded in the ears of the mud sauce, and Yan Sang, who used the scout's secret technique to contact him, shouted concisely:

"Don't worry about that position, the Locke brothers are already lurking underground, and they will help you blow it up when you get close, don't slow down! Align the direction and create the past directly! ”

"Huh? They're all lurking underground, so why don't you let them go to the explosives depot? ”

Vomit mud sauce asked suspiciously:

"Isn't that faster?"

"The underground is full of tunnels dug by kobolds, and there are at least two thousand armed kobolds hidden in such a small cave, and the jackals have long been guarding against our underground raids, and now there is no second way except for a frontal attack."

Yan Sang said solemnly:

"So, now is the time to test the quality of your Winter Wind Vehicle Factory's products, you boasted in front of 5,000 people that you would definitely be able to do it."

"Okay! Definitely yes, real men can't say no! Just take a look. ”

He replied, and he turned his head to the old master beside him, who was clumsily reloading the magazine, and said:

"Uncle Liu, if I ask you to pedal in a while, you will pedal hard!"

"Huh?"

The old engineer surnamed Liu, who had just changed the magazine and was about to enjoy the happiness of "Tutututu" again, was stupid, he looked at the pedal under his feet suspiciously, and said:

"Isn't that a brake?"

"Well, that's not that's another throttle."

Vomit mud sauce said faintly:

"This time it was a mortal mission, and I thought it was useless to brake, so I made some temporary modifications, and after pressing the pedal, I could ignite the gold fuel in the engine, so that the speed of the car could be increased several times."

"Blanch!"

The old master's cold hairs stood up when he heard this, and the safety habits he had developed after decades of work made him immediately roar angrily:

"You're going to go to jail if you change the car so badly! Or go to the morgue! Are young people nowadays all crazy? And I've been here for the past few days to study that strange gold-burning oil, which will explode when ignited, right? ”

"Well, it will explode, it will explode after about five seconds of acceleration, I have calculated the time, and the explosive detonator on the car will also enter a five-second countdown after you press the pedal."

Vomit mud sauce said with a little weakness:

"Anyway, my professional ethics will be discussed after we are resurrected in three days, and completing the task right now is the most important thing."

"You kid is a real punishment! You'll have to send me a video when it's off the assembly line, and we'll have to talk about ethics as a vehicle engineer! ”

Master Liu knocked the steel helmet of the mud sauce, then took a deep breath, tied the leather seat belt to himself, and said to the mud sauce:

"But since there's no way, let's rush! Don't be afraid, I made the suspension of this car with my own hands, and the bumps in this road condition are absolutely fine! ”

"Good! Sit down, Uncle Liu, I'm going to speed up! ”

With a kick on the accelerator, the smoky self-detonating truck let out a steel monster-like roar and began to accelerate forward amid the other players' waste-bandit-style howls.

There is a postmodernist abstraction to this scene.

Yansang accurately stuck the time, and gave orders to the Locke brothers when the truck was about to rush to the gnolls' position, and a group of shamans who jumped out of the ground detonated the bomb without saying a word, blowing the gnolls in the position in all directions while barely gaining a window for the speeding truck to rush through the position.

"It's now! Uncle Liu! ”

Vomiting mud sauce shouted, and Master Liu stepped on the pedal of "nitrogen acceleration" with all his strength.

The gold fuel was ignited, and the exhaust pipe, which was originally emitting black smoke, "coughed" and spewed out blue flames, and the terrifying propulsion from the gold ignition was applied to the vehicle, causing it to "fly into the sky" after a bump.

It is no exaggeration to say that the fully loaded truck, after crossing the bumpy rocks, was more than five meters above the ground in a flying attitude!

"Ahhh!!hhh

Amid the screaming of clutching the steering wheel in the cockpit and the extremely long scream of Master Liu's round eyes, the self-detonating truck that flew like a stone crossed the last distance and crashed headlong into the cave dug by the jackals to store gunpowder.

After about a second, a blinding light lit up in front of me.

The whole valley shook at this moment, and the light like a volcanic eruption soared into the sky, so bright that Murphy could clearly see the "signal" from the height of the Maginot Line.

"How many dwarven explosives are these dogs hiding in that place? You don't even look at the safety regulations for the storage of dangerous goods! ”

Murphy shook his head, and for a moment he couldn't help but feel disappointed by the Gnoll's weak sense of safety.

Look at these guys, what a forced quality!

Such dangerous things are littered everywhere, and if it weren't for the cute little players who eliminated safety hazards for them, there might be a lot of trouble after that, which is really harmful to others and yourself!

"Once again, the Warriors did their miracle, their heroic work is over, but our tough defense is just beginning."

The Vampire Governor stood on the command platform of the position with a chainsaw sword, and he asked the vampire scout beside him:

"Have all the gnolls gathered in the neighborhood?"

"Well, reinforcements from all four directions are near the exploding valley, and your warriors are no longer one in ten, which is truly supreme bravery and loyalty."

The vampire said with respect, Murphy nodded and reached out to take the walkie-talkie that Adele had just dialed, he looked in the direction of the explosion, and said to the other side:

"Pol, do you see the location of the fire in the swamp?"

"See clearly, Murphy-sama."

At this time, Bol, the astrologer in the Goatman Stargazing Tower in the southeastern part of the swamp, replied, and asked:

"So, what is our mission?"

"Projecting a shot of astral tear in that direction!"

Murphy whispered:

"The energy level doesn't have to be too high, but we must clear out those gnolls reinforcements, it will not be easy to gather them together, and we can't live up to the opportunities that my warriors have created for us."

"Order received! The Astral Rip will arrive in ten minutes, and salute your warriors! They really are the bravest Heroic Spirits I've ever met. But, my lord, since there have been gnolls, can I beg you to also give this fearless blessing to the weakened goatmen? ”

"Look at your performance, let's talk about it after the battle."

(End of chapter)