One Thousand One Hundred and Seventy-Eight, Night Attack!

"Clatter..."

It has to be said that this rain has lasted long enough that it didn't stop until midnight.

However, the shelter was built on the mountain, and it has complete waterproof facilities and even a usable lighting system, so the people inside naturally don't need to worry about anything.

"Gulu...huh..."

Inside the shelter where a lot of food is stored.

At this time, wearing a fire master energy robe, the makeup on his body was washed off by the rain, revealing a beautiful plain face, and he was controlling a bunch of energy flames to burn and heat up several food cans!

"President, you are living very comfortably. Not only are there places to shelter from the rain, but also hot food to eat."

"It's really hard for the two of us. The road was windy and rainy, and we fell several times on the road. We were too hungry to eat wild fruits but almost had diarrhea. It's really... Hey, alarm, retract your hand. This can belongs to me. I think Eat it yourself and ask the little demon MM to help bake it!"

There are many muddy bullet marks on a heavy armor, and the anti-theft door with a crooked helmet, while eating a can, tearfully "crying" about his half-day experience.

At the same time, he also slapped off the "alarm" of the soil controller who was with him next to him, and sneaked towards the palm of the canned food beside him.

At this time, there were already more than a dozen people in the shelter.

Three heavy armored fighters, three snipers, three controllers, two light armored fighters, and one machine gunner, one doctor, one scout and one mech division.

Among these people, more than half belonged to the Evernight City players themselves, and the other half belonged to foreign aid masters participating in the name of the Night City.

"Brother Feng!"

A handsome player with a skull tattooed on his body said to Feng Luo, who had his eyes closed.

"Dark Night, are you ready?"

Feng Luo opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Um!"

"Thank you for your hard work. After killing the mecha master, I will replace the mecha for you."

Feng Luo nodded to the player.

"Don't, president, I'm already very embarrassed by being like this. Fortunately, there is still a little use, otherwise it would be a shame."

The handsome player with an evil skull tattoo had a wry smile on his face.

The player whose ID is "Black Night" is a rich second-generation player who joined the city that never sleeps with Northern Lights.

However, as a mecha master, he is obviously far inferior to the "Master Hand". He has nothing on him except for an intermediate mecha that can be unlocked with initial points.

Moreover, even the only mecha was almost scrapped in the previous battle. Just now, at Feng Luo's suggestion, he simply took that heavy mecha and blocked it before it was blocked by the magic hand missile. The hole that exploded.

However, if someone helped to kill a mecha master, as long as he could "inherit" the other party's things, his combat power could be restored instantly.

"Watermelon, do you have a spare gun? Lend me one, I'll use it later in battle!"

After talking to Feng Luo, Heiye went to the sniper, and observed the watermelon rind road outside through a combat hole in the shelter.

"Give!"

A large-caliber pistol glowing with golden light was thrown over. The black metal with golden lines was more than 30 centimeters long, and it couldn't be held by one hand. It looked very domineering.

"Perfectly evaluated legendary equipment. This thing, in the auction house, is estimated to cost me three months of pocket money!"

"Watermelon, when you killed the owner of this gun, you must have wasted a lot of effort."

The safety of the pistol was turned off, and the trigger position was rotated between the index fingers, and the mouth of the night was full of admiration.

"Damn, you're showing off again, aren't you?"

A golden alloy giant sword the size of a door panel slapped his butt.

Boss Meng came in from outside the shelter, carrying an alloy giant sword. His legendary equipment was shining with gold, which was as gorgeous as the giant sword in his hand. ground similar.

"Hey, Uncle Meng! Take pictures of other locations, not mine!"

Heiye apologized with a wry smile.

He is indeed a rich second generation, but unfortunately, Boss Meng, a regular customer of Evernight City in reality, and a veteran member in the game are worthy of the name of the rich generation, and he also knows his parents, so he can only admit to scolding.

"Go, go... stay in your defense zone, don't disturb the president and Watermelon to watch outside."

Boss Meng glared at him.

Xiao Yao, Hei Ye, Boss Meng, and the anti-theft door team are two of Feng Luo's "acquaintances" among the players in the city that never sleeps!

Of course, there is also the sniper of my DE world team who threw a legendary pistol to the night, Watermelon Pi!

At this time, the watermelon rind was completely different from the unqualified sniper who would miss a shot from a distance of 100 meters. He exuded a calm aura.

In fact, Xigua was one of the first group of people in the city that never sleeps to awaken the force. In this mission, he served as the deputy captain of the sniper team in the city that never sleeps!

In the guilds like Evernight City, the proportion of sniper players is several times higher than other guilds.

Being able to hold this position has already demonstrated his current strength.

...

The people in the refuge were laughing and cursing at this moment, as if they were not too guarded and relaxed.

Outside the shelter, at a distance of about 500 meters, a drenched scout player was reporting information to the president of the Golden Warrior of the September Guild in a temporary rain shelter.

"I'm sure that a total of twelve people entered from this direction. If there is no second entrance and exit, then there are no more than twenty people inside."

"Well, there should be no one who can use the invisible force to avoid my surveillance. President, you should know that after my talent awakens, no player has been able to hide under my nose."

During the reporting process of the scout players, the outside of the rain shelter was already full of people.

Under the heavy rain, the September guild player team who sneaked here at night when they couldn't see their fingers was absolutely hundreds.

There are only a dozen players in the city that never sleeps in the refuge, but there are hundreds of players dispatched here.

Nearly ten times the strength of the troops undoubtedly gave people the feeling of killing a chicken with a sledgehammer!

"The lion fights the rabbit with all its strength. What's more, there is a colorful tiger in the shelter."

"Moreover, it's not just for fighting, it's mainly for 'moving the camp' by the way and gathering everyone in the base camp."

The middle-aged strategist waving his feather fan with a smile on his face.

"President, please give an order. Everything is going well. It should take less than a few minutes for everyone to have a full meal!"

Afterwards, he asked the middle-aged warrior president of the September Guild for instructions.

"Where is Mr. Wen, is there still no way to get in touch?"

In contrast to the self-confidence of the middle-aged counselor, the middle-aged president of the Jiuyue guild in golden armor.

At this time, he showed a cautious expression again, and asked questions towards a dark area around him.

"Yes!"

"However, Feiying and the others have confirmed that the large army in the city that never sleeps is fully ten kilometers away from here."

"At this stage, it is very difficult to gather a hundred people in one place. They are unlikely to gather too many people in this refuge."

In the darkness, a voice replied.

"Very well, let's do it!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged president really made up his mind to attack.

"Don't send people first, try to sneak into the past to see if there are any traps. Or let a small number of people conduct a tentative attack first?"

The magic hand next to him was a little worried and authentic.

"No need, the people in the city that never sleeps will definitely arrange people to watch the night. Once we have so many people in their field of vision, it is impossible to hide."

The middle-aged man in the dragon pattern gold armor shook his head,

"Forward team, act!"

Then, with a wave of the golden long sword with dragon pattern in his hand, a lot of rain splashed, and he gave orders loudly.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Some small cylindrical objects were thrown out in the night by several scout players.

After falling on the ground full of rain, some slightly gray smoke quickly emerged, but it was impossible to see it in the night.

Obviously, it was some kind of specially-made smoke bomb, which still formed a continuous visual obstruction under such a pouring rain environment.

Not only visually, but actually, this special ammunition named "marching smoke".

It can also block reconnaissance skills, and even make people within the smoke range "invisible" to a certain extent, unable to be detected by night vision equipment.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

In the next moment, there were more than twenty warrior players.

With a few scout players mixed in, they all charged towards the shelter with their shields on.

These first-round fighters all held large alloy shields that were nearly the height of a person.

After half a day of fighting, the number of dead players should not be too many, and it is not too difficult to collect these shields.

And with these shields in hand, coupled with them as the main force of the September Guild, everyone has almost a full set of legendary equipment.

Once the original force skill was turned on, even if Feng Luo used the destructive psionic energy, there was no possibility of killing them in one hit.

On the contrary, as long as these twenty or so fighters rushed into the stronghold of the city that never sleeps, even if there were as many people inside, it would be impossible to defend against them.

After all, the Evernight City players in the refuge cannot all be fighters.

"It's really... the master of tigers and wolves!"

The president of the Jiuyue Guild, who is also a fighter, did not follow suit.

The middle-aged strategist, on the other hand, stared at the players going away, and after shaking his feather fan and admiringly, his eyes flickered even more.

Behind the two of them, there were still five mechas, and all of them were large-scale advanced combat mechas. Three of them had micro-missiles on their launchers, but they were not activated.

"President, why not use missile bombardment directly. In that case, I believe we can take down this shelter at a lower cost!"

Next to the president of the September Guild, a heavily armored warrior player with a huge black and gold tower shield in his hand was a little puzzled.

"This place is our base camp, and we should be fighting around it for at least the next few days. After it is broken, there is no way to repair it."

"Why, Xiaoba, do you really want to go with them?"

Although looking at the soldiers charging forward, it seemed that through the mask, the president of the September Guild also saw the thoughts of the heavy armored soldiers next to him.

"Please agree with the president, I am willing to be the pioneer. I will succeed in breaking the door in one round, and the original military order will be issued!"

The heavily armored warrior held his shield slantedly, his knees half-bent, like an ancient western knight saluting, and shouted loudly in the rain.

I have to say, it's a bit weird.

It is these high-level members of the September Guild who seem to prefer "ancient style" in their words?

This heavy-armored warrior was the overlord (ID) called "Brother" who was in the Beetle Research Institute next to the Lu Corporation and wanted to make Feng Luo famous, but was instantly killed by Feng Luo with two bullets. !

"I know that you have been reluctant to do your current job."

"Even, I have a lot of complaints in my heart about why I pushed Ah Hua instead of you to be the 'first awakening force player in the War Discipline'!"

"It's just that, Xiaoba, you are not suitable to be pushed to the stage, because your psychological ability to resist pressure is far from enough."

The president of the September Guild looked away.

Instead, he cast a somewhat apologetic look at the dark area next to him.

"A person, when pushed to the stage, is indeed very beautiful, but once something goes wrong, you should understand all kinds of consequences."

Then, he turned his gaze to the front again.

A little ahead of the two of them, followed closely behind the warrior players, among the team of controllers who began to move towards the refuge, Jiuye Yueyu, who was dressed in a light blue and gold-painted legendary wind energy robe, seemed inconspicuous at all. The ear-length hair, which was specially kept to maintain the image, was wet by the rain and stuck tightly, and his face was very gloomy.

Perhaps, it was because of the heavy rain around him that it reminded him of the scene when he fought Feng Luo in the final stage of the secret agent mission.

It is precisely because since then, he has fallen all the way from the high "Top Ten Players of Stormwind City" to "September Guild's No. 1 Master".

Up to now, he can only be regarded as a second-rate star player, and he can't even take the first place in this master team!