Chapter 1285 The Beginning of Chaos, the Beginning of the First Wasteland War!

"It seems that the impact of this disaster is really serious, especially in the southern fire area."

Polaris Command Ship, in the central restaurant.

After browsing the lively world channel for a while, Cui Lu smacked his lips and put down his chopsticks and sighed.

It has been nearly eight hours since the disaster information was released at noon, but the chaos still has no sign of calming down.

It must be said that this three cold springs are obviously only a green second-level disaster, but the impact it brings is more serious than the purple fourth-level punishment disaster, the sea-breaking earthquake.

So much so that people can't help but wonder if the game has the wrong level.

"Captain Cui, rest assured, we in the Red Flower Gang grow wheat and potatoes, and we will never grow the same as those territories in the south!"

"We do too, hehe, we in Shenwei also grow a lot of corn!"

"Corn, potatoes, your two families are really well prepared, we in Fire Phoenix Valley only grow wheat."

"In my opinion, as long as you don't grow rice greedily, other drought-resistant and disaster-resistant crops are all good."

The four people sitting at the same table are very good at observing the expressions of others, and they quickly pick up the topic to prevent the atmosphere from cooling down.

As the Tianyuan Alliance, which is bound to occupy a place in the wasteland in the future.

The alliance is not completely without standards in choosing allies. In the more than 50-page alliance manual that was distributed, nearly 20 pages of descriptions are describing the rules of the alliance.

There is a rule marked in red, which the four people remember very clearly.

If you choose to join the alliance, you must ensure in advance that there are no unresolved chaos incidents in the territory.

It sounds very official, but the translation is very simple.

As long as there is unresolved unrest in the territory, the alliance will definitely not choose to intervene to help deal with the mess.

For example, the chaos caused by the current disaster.

If the four major territories plant rice instead of wheat, and the entire territory falls into unrest because of rice.

Then the alliance's fleet will evacuate as soon as it is discovered, and set a cooling-off period of at least three months.

During the cooling-off period.

Even if the turmoil has been dealt with in advance within the affiliated territory, the alliance will not send an inspection team to go there again.

"It would be best if there is no chaos, and I don't want to be evaluated as a low-level person for the first assessment of leading a team!"

Cui Lu nodded slightly, picked up the paper towel in the dinner plate and wiped his mouth, indicating that he had eaten.

Seeing this, several people who had been drinking tea at the table hurriedly stood up respectfully.

The group walked out of the restaurant and slowly came to the deck where the river wind was howling.

The giant dragon Xianjiang at night, like a sleeping dragon, lay quietly under the moonlight.

The river surface was sparkling, as if covered with countless twinkling stars, which complemented the stars in the sky and formed a beautiful picture.

The breeze blew by, bringing the moisture and coolness of the river water, and also brought the faint fragrance of the distant mountains and forests.

This is unique to the wasteland.

There is no ship whistle, no bright lights on the shore, no industrial pollution and the odor of exhaust emissions.

Only the purest tranquility.

Because of the unfamiliar route upstream, and this journey is the first long-distance mission of the Polaris Fleet.

The fleet's speed is not fast, maintaining about 30 knots throughout the journey.

From ten o'clock in the morning to now, it has traveled about 600 kilometers.

At the current speed, at about three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, it will be able to reach the Red Flower Gang territory closest to Tianyuan Territory!

"Don't worry, everyone, I will be the host when you go to our Red Flower Gang, and you can rest for two more days before setting off."

Liu Zhi smiled. Although the days in Tianyuan were very pleasant, he was a little excited when he thought about going home.

The Tianyuan Fleet of twelve fully loaded cargo ships and nearly forty armed ships!

As the saying goes, if you don't return home when you are rich, it's like walking in brocade clothes at night!

Think about how they set out in fear on a small sampan, being regarded as a death squad by tens of thousands of people, and bearing huge pressure and risks.

However, the gears of fate are always so magical. Who would have thought that they would be able to return with a large number of goods so gloriously now?

"Oh! Then I'll trouble Lord Liu. It's just right that I can send someone to go back by land to pass a message, so as not to neglect the alliance's envoy team."

"Speaking of which, after joining the alliance, our four territories can also move around and communicate more."

"The Red Flower Gang has indeed developed much better than us. If you go to our territory, I dare not say that I can entertain everyone."

""

Cui Lu did not speak, still looking at the dark land on the shore, as if thinking about something.

Therefore, the four people could only stand aside and chat awkwardly, and find a topic for themselves to stay.

Although they also understood that this captain, who looked kind but was actually very principled, would not change his attitude because of some clumsy flattery.

But it would not take much to say a few words, and maybe it would be useful at a critical moment?

"Let's go back and have a rest early."

About half an hour later, Cui Lu, who still could not see the fire on the shore, turned around and said kindly.

The four of them nodded quickly and walked down the deck ladder to the inner cabin.

Thanks to the large order placed by each territory, they had some special treatment on the way back.

Instead of squeezing in the narrow four-person dormitory of the frigate with other sailors and fellow companions, they could have an independent lounge.

Enter the door and lock it.

Lying on the soft and white bed, Liu Zhi couldn't help but smile.

Now, as long as he closed his eyes, he could imagine the sensation caused by the fleet anchored on the shore tomorrow.

Countless people greeted and cheered.

Especially when boxes of goods were unloaded from the ship and opened.

By then, everyone will remember his name, remember that it was Liu Zhi who brought the hope of alliance to the Red Flower Gang.

And this will also lay the groundwork for him to open businesses in the territory later.

"Great"

Thinking wildly in his mind, Liu Zhi's snoring sounded slightly soon.

However, he who had fallen asleep didn't know that at this time, thousands of miles away, the Red Flower Gang territory was not as peaceful and peaceful as he thought, and everyone was looking forward to the adventure team bringing back hope.

A storm that had been brewing for a long time has already swept close to this small territory where 200,000 people live.

Late at night.

The river was surging, rolling up the waves.

Since the emergence of the Dragon Fairy River does not follow the laws of nature, the game has also made thoughtful changes when it was launched.

Whenever the river water passes near the gathering place, it will automatically help build a river bank to resist the water flow, steadily resisting the impact of the river water and protecting the residents and land on the shore from floods.

Surrounding this river bank, the survivors can also more conveniently build simple ferries and docks.

As a force established in the deep sea, migrating to the new continent did not slow down the development of the Red Flower Gang.

Within four months, four gathering places have been established in the entire territory according to living habits.

Among them, the Chinese are mainly concentrated in the No. 1 and No. 2 gathering places, which are the largest, with nearly 120,000 people.

The other 80,000 people are in the No. 3 and No. 4 gathering places, which gather other races on the earth.

As a lord, Ji Wuming's combat command ability is extremely strong, but his management ability is somewhat lacking.

Since the living habits and communication methods of different races are completely different, even with the forced running-in of the wasteland, one and a half years is not enough for everyone to forget all the previous habits.

In addition, he also divided different races to live together, which did not stimulate the continued cultural integration in the territory.

Therefore, there are relatively more exchanges between the No. 1 and No. 2 gathering places, while there are very few exchanges with the No. 3 and No. 4 gathering places.

In other words, the cohesion of the Red Flower Gang is not high, and only a few times will they unite for interests.

This also led to some public tasks in the territory being completed by the four gathering places in turn.

"The river water is as calm as ever tonight, oh, it's beautiful!"

"Is there any enthusiastic guy who can help me? We have to pull up this damn connecting board, otherwise it will be bad if the enemy climbs up."

"Climb up? Sabio, you are really good at telling jokes, why don't you go down to this river to test the water temperature?"

"Get out, Iztok, come and help me quickly, otherwise I will tell you about your affair with a married man"

"Damn, you big mouth, shut up quickly!"

"I heard it, hurry up, tell it, I know that Iztok likes men!"

"Shut up, be careful I will go back and blow you up"

At the simple dock next to the river bank, more than a dozen men with skin colors that blend into the night are joking.

The No. 4 gathering place is responsible for the dock garrison mission tonight, which gathers a large number of survivors living in Africa, North America and Europe.

There are more Negroes, and their combat effectiveness is stronger than that of Asians, so there are more rotations for garrison missions.

But obviously, race is only an innate advantage, and cannot completely determine the performance of acquired performance.

For example, the people on duty tonight are in line with the usual stereotype.

By the time Sabio and Iztok lazily pulled up the first connecting board, more than half an hour had passed.

The temporary dock built by the Red Flower Gang these days is not small, it is as big as two football fields.

Counting the connecting boards that have not been pulled up, there are at least two hands!

"Hurry up, the river wind makes me too cold, we need to finish the work and go back to rest."

Iztok exhaled a breath of hot air and blew on his hands that were frozen black and red.

I don't know if it was affected by the disaster announcement. Although the temperature has not started to drop at all, several people can feel an indescribable cold.

It's like something is staring at

Swoosh.

In the darkness, a slightly sharp sound passed by his ears.

Iztok subconsciously raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

But unfortunately, their hands and feet were not quick, and the torches on the temporary dock that should have been lit at twelve o'clock were still dark at nearly one o'clock.

This also made it difficult to observe what happened with the naked eye where the sound was heard.

"Hurry up, come and help, what are you doing?"

Sabio, who pulled up the second pull board, shouted, interrupting Iztok's doubts.

The latter tilted his head in confusion and looked at it, and finally smiled, turned around and went to help with confidence.

However, at this moment, the sharp voice sounded again.

But the difference was that the place where the sound rang was very close to him, and he only needed to lower his head to see it.

Puff.

Bright red blood burst out from Iztok's chest, and the fountain like a column splashed straight towards Sabio.

A crossbow arrow about as thick as an arm pierced his entire chest, with scarlet flesh hanging from the hideous arrowhead.

Ah

Sabio subconsciously wanted to scream.

But before he could scream, he saw two familiar figures walking out of the darkness.

"Jason, Mircea, are you crazy?"

Seeing the crossbows in the hands of the two, Sabio was frightened and crawled back a few steps.

It is not uncommon for people from the same territory to fight each other in the New World.

But the premise is that the two parties have irreconcilable conflicts of interest.

Wait

Could it be that Iztok stole

"Shut up, if you still want to live, do what I say now."

Staring at Sabio, Mircea showed his white teeth in disdain and moved his mouth to the side.

"Of course, unless you want to be buried with him, or to seek revenge?"

"No, no, no, I still want to live."

Sabio nodded obediently, retreated in the direction indicated by Mircea, and stood in front of a pillar.

With his IQ, it was really difficult to figure out in a short time where he had offended these two people.

But soon, the actions of the two told him the answer.

The board that had just been pulled up was put down by them again!

"You"

Sabio's whole body tensed up. Although he was black, his face was a little pale at this time.

The board is used to provide a climbing aid for people who go into the water and the sampans that are docked.

It is unfolded during the day and put away at night after work to prevent possible enemies from climbing up from under the board to attack.

"Now you have two choices, first"

The bearded Johnson smiled, took out a thick iron dagger from his waist and threw it over.

The dagger fell about two meters in front of Sabio, and he could get it by just taking a step forward.

"Give Iztok, the dead striker, two stabs, and you will be ours."

"Besides that, you can have a second choice." Mircea, who was holding a crossbow, added at the right time: "Like him, we will shoot you with an arrow, and then push you into the river."

"I will do it, don't kill me."

In the wasteland, most people have no principles in the face of life and death.

For a friend who has a good relationship with him, Sabio believes that there is no reason to fight with a person with a weapon.

After picking up the dagger and stabbing Iztok, who was already dead, twice, he smiled and threw the dagger aside again.

"Now, we are our own people, right?"

"Of course not!"

Janssen and Mircea looked at each other, smiled and put down the crossbow in their hands.

"We like to deal with smart people. He is too stupid, otherwise you should be the one to die."

"Now, you still need to perform a task."

"Go, stick these explosives on the river bank where we outlined with red clay. After that, we are our own people!"