Chapter 137 War Reporter Xiao Qi and Director Chu (1/2)

Near the east gate of the wetland park.

The players' exchange of fire with the mutants is still going on.

After Edge led the team to steal the head, he led the team members to fight and retreat, following the retreat route marked on the VM map, and quickly retreated to the evacuation point on the adjacent street.

In theory, the general FPS game is almost finished here.

But for an open world game like "Wasteland OL", the monster's hatred value does not seem to depend on how far it is from its home, but really depends on how much it wants to tear you apart.

The mutants who chased Edge did not rush into the ambush circle in a swarm, but divided into three teams to flank and enter.

This also led to the fact that except for the mutants who rushed to the street first and were caught off guard by the players ambushed here, the remaining two teams of mutants entered the battlefield with almost full status and full anger.

Fifteen people against thirty.

Even if the players have an advantage in numbers, the advantage of only twice is obviously not enough to fill the gap in level and attributes.

The battle situation became tight for a while.

"Fuck! How thick is the blood of this mutant?!"

"Two shots to the chest didn't make him fall, must he be shot in the head to die?!"

"Too disgusting, there is no way to fight without anti-material rifles!"

"Anti-material rifles are probably useless. It's not a question of whether to wear them or not, it's just like wearing them. I think at least a recoilless gun or a Tao is needed!"

"Fuck? Brother, you also play Luffa, wait until you die, let's play together!"

"Uh, I play Amazing 3 more... I don't understand what you are saying."

"The dog planner got up and worked! This blood recovery speed is too unreasonable!"

After several rounds of cold arrows, the mutants gradually began to realize that these humans seemed to have no other means except a few small water pipes.

There seemed to be no other reinforcements around.

With a hideous smile on his face, the mutants who were close to him carried the hood and doors removed from the wreckage of the car as shields, pulled out axes and short knives, and prepared to fight these skinny humans in close combat.

Looking at the fallen teammate next to him, remembering the man's promise, Bianbianhuashui showed a sad and angry expression on his face, took off the VM on his arm, and stuffed it to the comrade next to him.

"Brother, this is my VM, you take it back for me!"

The player was stunned and said stupidly.

"What the hell? What are you doing?"

"I said I would bring all the brothers back alive, but in the end I was the only one left."

The more he talked, the more embarrassed he felt. Bianbianhuashui felt sad. He stuffed the beloved gun that was almost patinated into his teammate's hand and picked up the spear on the ground.

"You retreat, I'm going to fight these dogs——"

Before he finished speaking, there was a bang.

I saw a mutant soldier who left the bunker and rushed over. His head instantly exploded with a string of blood mist and fell to the side.

Looking at the sudden scene, the players who were squatting behind the bunker and shooting were stunned.

What the hell?

What happened?

Did the planner get up to work? !

The mutants who had just rushed halfway were also dumbfounded, looking at their fallen comrades in confusion, and fell into chaos for a while.

Where is the head?

How come it is gone? !

Time did not stop because of the confusion of the two sides, and the sonic boom that pierced the air sounded like beans!

The metal projectiles accelerated to Mach 5 by the electromagnetic rails burst out of the barrel, pouring down from one side of the street like a storm.

The mutant warriors who rushed to the street were instantly swept by this sudden firepower, and their limbs and arms flew.

Some mutants did not even have time to wail, and they were beaten into sieves by the mass bullets that were shot at, and fell in a pool of blood and stopped breathing.

Not to mention the flesh and blood.

Even homogeneous steel plates below 20mm are like paper in front of this terrifying kinetic energy.

Seeing the four power armors coming out of the shadows and the arc flashing from the muzzles, the players squatting behind the bunkers stared with their eyes wide open.

"Oh my god... what the hell is this?!"

"Power armor! Awesome! It's the power armor in the official setting set!"

"Are they friendly forces?!"

"Maybe? It looks like they are here to cause trouble for the mutants!"

"Brother planner is awesome!"

"This is so cool..."

Many young players showed envy on their faces.

The streamlined ergonomic design, the angular chest armor and shoulder armor perfectly matched the violent aesthetics in their hearts.

And the powerful Gauss rifle!

These green-skinned muscle guys are just like paper in front of it.

In a word, it's so damn cool!

"No exaggeration, I bet this group of people is at least level 30!"

"Not necessarily, it's the equipment that's strong, not the people. Give me a set, I can do it!"

"You're bragging! But then again, there seems to be no level limit for equipment in Wasteland OL?"

"I saw in the settings that some weapons seem to have attribute requirements, such as the hammer of the administrator, which has a high requirement for strength... at least that's the setting."

"What do you think will happen if you use the administrator's hammer to hit the chest armor of the power armor?"

"Emmm... ask the planner."

The battlefield has become a one-sided massacre.

The players have stopped firing and started to watch from the side, leaving the dominance of the battlefield completely to this group of friendly forces that suddenly rushed into the battlefield.

Their little water pipes couldn't help anyway.

It's better to save some bullets and watch the plot.

In the center of the storm, the ferocious mutants who were aroused not only did not retreat, but roared and charged towards the four power armors. They waved their muscular arms and greeted them with rocks, javelins, and axes. Go up.

However, facing the thick armor steel plates, these attacks were no different from scratching an itch, only making tinkling and scratching sounds on the armor.

Just like the cavalry attacking the tank head-on.

The reckless behavior of these mutants hastened their demise.

"Have these beasts grown muscles in their brains? Even if they attack these survivors, how dare they attack the power armor?"

Looking at the ax that bounced off his chest, a Marine grinned, pulled the overheated barrel out of the magnetic rail, inserted a new one in, pulled the trigger and continued to fire.

"Hahaha, I agree! The green-skinned monsters on the east coast at least know how to put two useless steel plates on their chests!"

Less than three minutes after they entered the battlefield, most of the mutants were already dead and injured, and the streets were full of broken limbs and bloody corpses.

The battlefield is tragic!

The fighting basically stopped.

Lu Yang raised his right fist to signal his teammates to cease fire, and was about to step forward to check on the situation of the friendly forces.

However, at this time, a sudden change occurred!

Suddenly, an angry roar came from the shadows beside the street.

I saw a green-skinned muscular guy with a bare upper body standing up with an iron bucket in both arms, and swung it forward with all his strength.

He used the most primitive brute force to throw the iron bucket and anger at the iron lumps who were slaughtering his teammates.

The fuse burned out!

The iron barrel filled with explosives exploded in mid-air!

Although the mutant that suddenly burst out was shot into pieces by the soldiers who reacted in an instant, the billowing smoke and shrapnel still swallowed up the nearest powered armor.

The flying shrapnel obviously did not damage the armor at all, leaving only some small scratches. However, due to the angle, the shock wave of the explosion still shook the Marine soldier's shoulders.

"Ahem——"

There was a messy cough in the communication channel.

The Marine soldier who was stunned by the explosion staggered out of the smoke, his Gauss rifle on the ground, his right hand pressed on his uninjured helmet, and he shook his groggy brain hard.

The teammate next to him saw this and went up to help him.

"Fuck...brother, are you okay?"

"He's okay. He probably lost his temper because of his laughter."

"Get out...fuck you! Ahem...I feel like I need to see a doctor."

"Dentist?"

"Maybe it's the anorectal department. I suspect he was startled and swallowed the gum in his mouth."

"Shut up!"

After scolding his teammate for making a joke, Lu Yang reached out and grabbed the comrade who was involved in the explosion, pinched his shoulder to make him look at him, stared at his helmet and said seriously.

"Are you okay?"

Taking a deep breath, the soldier nodded.

"I...it's okay!"

"very good!"

Patting his shoulder armor, Lu Yang nodded affirmatively, then raised his right fist and waved forward, making an attack gesture.

"Keep pushing!"

"Let's get rid of all the bugs before the sun goes down."

"Leave no one behind!"

…

far away.

Chu Guang, who peeked at the screen through the drone, ordered Xiao Qi to capture the wonderful moments while commenting on the combat effectiveness of these people.

"...It seems that this power armor is not completely invincible. I thought it would at least be equipped with a nitrogen shield or something else on it."

"However, it is very powerful to be able to withstand tens of kilograms of explosives at such an extreme distance. Humanoid tanks are a bit exaggerated, but humanoid armored vehicles definitely exist."

The mutant technology tree basically only includes black powder, and the explosive yield of black powder of the same quality is only about one-fifth to one-seventh of that of T and T.

Ignoring the effects of other factors such as explosion speed and explosive burning speed, the power of the attack just now is probably comparable to that of 5 to 10 kilograms of T-N-T.

This power is already considerable.

"If there is a conflict, let me think about it...10 kilograms is probably not enough, but 50 kilograms of T-E-T is definitely enough."

Chu Guang gave high praise to these honeymoon allies.

At this point in the battle, there is basically no suspense anymore.

Under the cover of an observer, the four powered armors advanced along the alleys between abandoned buildings and neatly eliminated the mutants ambushing in the alleys and ruins.

Maybe it was because he was being sentimental, or maybe it was because these soldiers were unconsciously showing off, but Chu Guang always felt that they were showing off to him.

But it doesn’t matter.

Chu Guang wished they could show off better, preferably by bringing out the full capabilities of the power armor, so that his game CG could be more exciting.

"Xiaoqi, get closer and stick to their upper left side, let the camera follow them and shoot the momentum of hitting people with the ball!"

"Ah? Do you still want to get closer? But I'm worried about stray bullets..." And what kind of momentum is there to hit someone with the ball?

Xiao Qi was busy going over the wall to search for information on the Internet in another world, but the information she found actually contained hundreds of gigabytes.

I can’t understand it at all!

"It's okay, just watch and take pictures. Anyway, if it's damaged, you'll have to pay them for it!" Chu Guang said without hesitation.

"Okay, okay..."

Looking at the power armor that jumped five meters high with the help of the vortex engine, easily crossed obstacles and landed steadily, Chu Guang was filled with envy while directing Xiao Qi to take a few close-ups of the big brothers. .

This mobility is really awesome!

It's the equivalent of a Hummer flying down an alley.

If you have this jumping ability, why should you be afraid of RPG?

I'm afraid I could run away after the RPG!

Hey, I really want to get one!

In just five minutes, the battle outside the mutant camp had ended, and the remaining sporadic resistance was nothing more than a desperate struggle.

He directed Xiao Qi to raise the camera again and looked at the powered armor that broke into the mutant camp. Chu Guang, who had taken enough footage, had an unfinished expression on his face.

"It would be nice if there was another long-range tactical nuclear strike."

Xiao Qi said weakly: "But won't that accidentally hurt your players?"

At this time, the players have entered the alley near the mutant camp.

It's not to support allies, but mainly to pick up heads.

A mutant corpse can be exchanged for a lot of money!

Does it matter if he kills himself?

NPCs won’t take credit from players anyway.

Chu Guang didn't care about the actions of those little players. The corpses of mutants could also be used, and a lot of active substances were produced.

At the same time, a light blue pop-up window appeared in Chu Guang's eyes.

【mission completed! 】

[Requirement: Destroy the mutant tribe on Street 76]

[Reward: 200 bonus points]

…

"Area cleared."

"It was confirmed that 47 mutants were killed...a lot more than the information provided by friendly forces. Moreover, these beasts also damaged the brain of one of our guys. I think they should give us some compensation."

"Go away...if you dare to mention my brain again, I will stuff my fist into your mouth!"

"Hahaha, calm down, I was just joking."

The soldiers who occupied the camp were bragging and spanking on the communication channel. This time, Lu Yang ignored them. After a big battle, they really needed to relax.

All mutants have been eliminated, not a single one is left alive.

Rather, these mutants didn't give them a chance to survive.

From the moment they entered the fortress, the green-skinned monsters in the camp wearing strange clothes rushed towards them like crazy.

However, this is of no use.

In front of the Gauss rifle, not to mention their muscles, even their wooden strongholds looked like paper.

They drove the remaining mutants to the east side of the camp, which was probably the leader's camp, or a similar place. Then they fired at the inside until the barrels of the guns clamped by the magnetic rails burned red, then they stopped firing and went in to finish the job.

There is no need to be kind to mutants.

They have done nothing good in these two centuries.

"Captain, come here and take a look..."

"what have you found?"

"Some interesting things... you'll know when you come over and take a look."

Hearing the voice of his comrades, Lu Yang, who was explaining the frontline situation to the Pioneer 10 kilometers away, immediately walked towards the Marine.

In front of them was a spacious wooden house. The door of the house was wide at both ends and narrow in the middle. There were barbs hanging from the eaves, just like the mouth of a monster. There are some parts picked from prey on display in the house, including bear claws, deer heads, two-headed dogs, and human hands.

Mutants have a unique tribal culture. They not only worship blood and violence, but also have unique feelings for the alien species in the wasteland.

They will not eat the whole prey, but will keep part of the prey, half of which is smeared with juice containing copper sulfate and nitrous acid, and collected as trophies, and the other half will be thrown at the entrance of the camp or outside the wall as a trophy. Tributes to the gods in their minds... although most of these tributes were eventually eaten by creatures such as rats and cockroaches.

It's a bit like an altar for trophies.

"Is there anything worth paying attention to here?" Lu Yang glanced at the situation in the room, with a look of disgust on his face.

If he could, he really wouldn't want to stay here for a second longer.

"Yes Captain...I found something strange here."

As he spoke, the Marine flicked the light on his helmet to the floor.

Lu Yang looked along the light and saw a deep blood mark on the wooden floor.

Judging from the shape, it looks a bit like the drag marks of a corpse.

"This is a bit like a sacrificial place. The mutants slaughter their prey here and then dismember it-"

"Okay, you don't need to say anything, I know how they do it."

Lu Yang frowned, stepped forward, and stepped on the floor made of whole wood with his right foot.

There seemed to be something wrong with the sound coming from under my feet.

There was a slight movement in his heart, and he stepped forward with his right foot, directly trampling the piece of wood into two pieces.

really!

There is nothing under this floor.

Lu Yang followed the same pattern and broke a few more pieces of wood, then shined a beam of light down below. What he saw was a tunnel with strange symbols carved on the walls.

"...There is actually a tunnel?"

The Marine walked next to him and compared the pre-war maps in the database.

"Your current location should be the central flower bed of the community... Judging from the concrete structure below, this underground passage should have been built before the war."

So those symbols on the wall are left by mutants?

"Where do you think this tunnel will lead?"

"Sir, I don't know, but based on experience... there are only certain special shelter facilities that need to be hidden under flower beds."

Lu Yang thought for a moment and quickly made a judgment.

"Let's go down and have a look."