Chapter 217 New Awakeners and Preparations for War (1/2)

These days, Chu Guang's luck is very good.

As of the 10th day of the implementation of the wartime regulations, his little players had created a total of 371 reward points for him, which even exceeded his expectations.

It stands to reason that as winter continues and snowstorms continue, the range of activities of players should be reduced.

However, the completion of daily tasks has not diminished at all.

While being moved in his heart, Chu Guang couldn't help but make up his mind to make good use of the wealth created for him by his little players.

Considering that the medicines were temporarily sufficient, except for the three high-level blind boxes, Chu Guang used all the remaining 71 reward points to redeem the junior blind boxes.

It’s not that I still believe in metaphysics.

Mainly because Chu Guang had a boring solo draw before and opened a pack of high-yielding rice seeds.

That was the second time he had obtained seeds from a blind box after cotton seeds.

Without saying a word, Chu Guang immediately used the bag of seeds in the soilless planting unit that had just harvested a batch of Chinese cabbage for breeding operations.

As for whether these extracted rice seeds have higher yields or those given free of charge on the B3 floor, we will know when we compare them.

Moving on to the results of this lottery, although I didn’t get a seed, it was quite gratifying.

71 reward points, in addition to 25 lollipops, 15 chocolate bars and 8 boxes of canned meat, there are also 10 500g packages of salt, 8 bottles of soy sauce, 2 bottles of vinegar and 3 3-pound bags of cornmeal.

Although these supplies cannot fundamentally solve the food crisis, they are undoubtedly good news for the small players who open stores.

There are new seasonings available.

Epic enhancement for life professional players!

The other three high-end blind boxes also did not disappoint Chu Guang.

A set of Type 5 "Light Cavalry" exoskeleton, a Hummingbird drone, and a carbon nano body armor.

To be honest, he couldn't believe how generous the shelter system was this time.

Now he has three Hummingbirds. While overlooking the outpost and the long-term farm, he can also use one to go hunting.

After Chu Guang thought for a moment, he planned to hang the fifth-type "Light Cavalry" exoskeleton on the shelf of the NPC store.

Since the performance of the "Five Type" was more than twice that of the Miner Type I, Chu Guang simply added a zero to the price of the "Miner", which was 20,000 silver.

As for the purchase threshold.

The same is Awakening (LV10) + Citizen.

Just when Chu Guang was enjoying the joy of the harvest and admiring the "manager's allowance" delivered from the conveyor belt, Xiao Qi's voice suddenly came from the speaker on the wall.

"Master, you have two more young players reaching LV10."

"two?"

Chu Guang was stunned for a moment, then immediately opened the manager system and switched to the player list.

In the list, the gene sequence level behind the two names is clearly marked with the LV10 mark, and the login status is also the same "locked for 5 hours."

"The days are long and midnight is killing chickens?"

It's actually these two brothers.

The awakening of Midnight Killer is quite expected. This guy is one of the early players who entered the game. He is also a member of the power system and is very capable.

Chu Guang still remembered this guy's feat of cutting down more than 200 trees in three days.

"The power system is indeed easier to upgrade."

"Agility seems to be the second best."

Currently, the one with the highest intelligence level in the server is Kuang Feng, who has just reached LV9.

The perceptual Ye Shi has been at LV9 for a while, and he will probably wake up soon.

Thinking of this, Chu Guang sighed in his heart.

His little players are so awesome, so he has to work harder!

Otherwise, some people always think that the five months that Chu Chu spent alone in the wasteland were in vain, and that any "young master" could assassinate him.

What are you thinking about?

When you turn on the console to play games, do you think you are invincible?

Not to mention his "magic outfit" that the players helped him come up with, his little arms and legs, which are as slow as mosquitoes, can hang the hammer even if the equipment is taken off.

So far, Chu Guang himself is the only person in the server who has actually torn apart a creeper with his hands. The martial virtues of Vault 404 are not just for boasting.

However, it is still necessary to maintain the level advantage.

Not entirely out of caution, but mainly out of care for the players' gaming experience.

After all, as we all know, the power leader NPC in MMORPG is always the highest level.

If the level of the force leader NPC is not higher than that of the player, then this game is too unreal!

…

Official website forum:

Stop talking nonsense: "It's the 10th day, bro! There are only 50 days left before the end of winter!"

Elf King Fugui: "giao! There are actually 50 days left!"

Tails: "Since we can't go out to fight, let's have a snowball fight! (｀∀´)Ψ"

Si Si: "Oh, this is good."

Ye Shi: "Hahaha, isn't the power system very buggy? (Funny)"

Tail: "It doesn't exist, the tail is super fast! (⃔*`꒳´*)⃕↝"

The peak period of offline.

Just when everyone was going to the official website to exchange strategies as usual, an announcement suddenly popped up on the forum.

[Server-wide announcement: Congratulations to player "The Day is Long" for becoming the first agility LV10 player in the server! 】

[Since the player chooses to make it public, this achievement will be recorded in the Hall of Fame]

As soon as the announcement came out.

The atmosphere on the forum instantly boiled.

Tails: "!! Someone is faster than Tails! w(ﾟДﾟ)w"

Sisi: "Awei, wake up, I am a T0 boss after all, what are you comparing me to."

Tail: "QAQ"

Elf King Fugui: "Damn it, you damn slanderer! I, the Elf King, am not the fastest! (Crazy)"

Lightning Dharma King Professor Yang: "Gan! One by one, you are all cheaters, okay? I haven't even entered the game! T.T"

Silver Hand: "Strongly request the official to reset the data after launching the closed beta version! (broken sound)"

Silver Sword: "I agree! (broken voice)"

Edge stroke: "Roll, roll, don't even think about it!"

Debt-eyed: "That's right! Do you know how hard it is for Brother Shui to give away people's heads! (Funny)"

Edge paddling: "Get out of here!"

Only on the matter of whether to delete files, players and cloud players can never reach a consensus.

It's the same today.

The two parties were divided into two factions, and they were arguing over whether to clear the closed beta data.

The two awakened ones did not appear from the beginning to the end, presumably to avoid the limelight.

After reading a circle of posts on the forum, Chu Guang looked at the screen with a smile like an old father's.

Clear?

nonexistent.

That's what a serious game company does. When did he say that he was a serious game company?

These accounts are all his!

However, players who entered the game early have begun to "awaken" one after another.

It is foreseeable that in the next two months, players will usher in a wave of awakening peaks.

After winter is over, maybe he can gather a company of Awakeners.

The quality of individual soldiers and equipment only need to keep up.

It’s exciting just to think about it!

…

Steel Works No. 81.

Production is in full swing, and you can see a lively scene when you look up.

With the mobilization of the "Wartime Regulations", more and more refugees have been involved in production work. The number of workers in the No. 81 Steel Plant has expanded to 90 people, and they are divided into multiple workshops according to different production tasks.

Workers who have mastered production skills are promoted to foremen, and they take the inexperienced apprentices to learn how to use the equipment in the factory to recycle the garbage picked up by the scavengers from the wasteland into what they need.

At this moment, in Factory Building 1 of No. 81 Steel Plant, a 20mm caliber machine gun was displayed in the center of the factory.

It has a box-type receiver structure with simple buffers on both sides, and there is an air-cooling box at the root of the barrel for heat dissipation.

The magazine is located directly behind the receiver, close to the trigger, making it convenient for the gunner to load. It can be operated by one person, which is very convenient.

In order to ensure the safety of the gunner and the ammunition rack, there is a slot on the front end of the receiver that can be installed or welded with 20mm steel plates.

This thickness is enough to withstand most bullets and explosive fragments, providing the gunner with a relatively safe firing environment.

Standing next to Chu Guang, Brother Levin, one of the directors of the No. 81 Steel Plant, promoted to him with pride.

"With a 20mm caliber, a 1500mm long barrel, and a 1300mm long rifling, a magazine can hold 10 rounds, and they can all be emptied in less than 5 seconds! As you can see, this equipment can definitely Become the nemesis of helicopters!"

Brother Tousuo, who was standing on the other side, said equally excitedly.

"That's right, Sir Administrator, not only are the nemesis of helicopters, I dare say that even the crawlers and mutants running on the ground will definitely not be able to withstand a single shot!"

If it miraculously survives.

Then let’s do it again!

"Taking into account various combat needs, we also designed phosphorus-containing incendiary bombs, steel-core armor-piercing bombs, and high-explosive bombs for it! But it is a pity that we did not come up with a proximity fuse. The high-explosive bomb with a front-triggered fuse has a small There is a small chance of misfiring, but it’s not a big problem!”

"Yes, but wouldn't a magazine of 10 rounds be too few?" Chu Guang looked at the machine gun in front of him with a look of great interest.

As if he guessed that the manager would ask this question, Brother Levin said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter! We can assemble the four cannons together and fire intermittently! That's 40 rounds!"

Brother Tosuo also followed suit.

"That's right, if the firepower is not enough, we can also mount an eight-unit base! Tow it with a truck!"

Chu Guang nodded approvingly.

But at this moment, he suddenly remembered something and asked.

"By the way, what about the 88mm cannon you got before? Isn't there an experimental version? Why didn't you see it?"

In addition to anti-aircraft firepower, he now also needs a reliable enough support weapon.

The support mentioned here is not the mosquito's heartless rocket.

It is the kind that can cooperate with the infantry on the front line to accurately drop explosives on the enemy's heads.

For some reason, after hearing Chu Guang's words, the expressions on Brother Usuo's and Brother Levin's faces were a little subtle.

The latter coughed slightly and said.

"The flight speed of that artillery shell never increased... We originally planned to change it to a howitzer, but we really didn't have time. Then Mosquito came over and made a price, saying that he planned to continue our research, so we just All the unrifled barrels were sold to him in packages."

Speaking of this, Brother Ce Suo looked indignant.

"In the end, he didn't plan to continue our research at all. Later, I learned that he cut the barrel into small sections and planned to make a short-caliber 88mm mortar." Brother Levin shook his head and said.

"It's just a fantasy!"

Hearing this, Chu Guang was slightly stunned.

Then he was dumbfounded.

Anti-aircraft guns converted into mortars.

Is this possible? !

...

The southern suburbs of TS City.

The abandoned North Slope Industrial Zone.

There are ruined factories and buildings everywhere here, and the concrete fragments scattered on the ground are as many as the snow floating in the sky.

In a factory with a relatively intact wall.

The ragged and skinny slaves are transporting materials from the warehouse into the factory under the supervision of the plunderer supervisors holding weapons and whips.

There is a very large boiler hanging here.

The furnace was filled with boiling molten iron, and the slaves next to it were constantly using shovels to deliver coal to the heating room. The whole room was as hot as summer.

The factory next door was just as hot.

More than 30 iron anvils were displayed in the wide factory. The bare-chested slaves waved hammers and worked hard to hit the red-hot castings on the anvils.

After hot forging, these rough castings would be sent to another workshop, where some skilled craftsmen would use simple tools such as files to process them, and then be sent to the last factory for assembly by porters.

The look of the supervisors next to them at the slaves made them feel instinctive fear, and their calves couldn't help trembling.

That look didn't seem to be looking at people.

It was like looking at the meat on the chopping board.

However, being able to work here at least meant that they wouldn't be eaten. As long as they worked hard, they could live... This was the "promise" the supervisors gave them.

And those survivors who were kept in the dungeon were much more miserable.

They had only two endings.

Either become cannon fodder or become food.

In winter, the latter is much more likely than the former.

The office on the second floor of the factory building is as warm as spring.

Sitting behind the old desk, a man wearing a leather jacket and looking unkempt, holds a wooden pipe in his mouth.

The smoke from the burning spirit leaf made him squint his eyes intoxicatedly.

His name is Black Snake, the centurion of the Bone Chewing Tribe. He was ordered to lead a thousand-man team to plunder southward, but stopped here because of the heavy snow.

Although the Snake Clan he belongs to is not as important as the Tooth Clan in the Bone Chewing Tribe, it is also considered a direct lineage. Each of the nine centurions under his command is a ruthless man who is good at fighting.

In fact, there were ten before.

However, the centurion named Ka was attacked by local survivors in Qingquan City on the way to Qingquan City to establish an outpost, and his whereabouts are unknown.

Black Snake doesn't feel sorry for a mere centurion. As long as he wants, he can promote another one at any time.

What really distressed him was the loss of nearly 150 brothers in that battle, as well as nearly 100 100mm shells and dozens of rations.

Whenever he thought of this, Black Snake was angry.

Those prodigals!

They actually poured all his nutritional paste into the sewer, and set his rat jerky and meat strips on fire!

Waste is a shameful act.

He swore that he would definitely get the lost supplies back from these people intact.

"Listen to the sound of iron forging, it's so beautiful... When winter is over, we can have the equipment of two hundred teams again!"

Nearly 1,000 slaves solved the logistics problem of 1,500 people.

These slaves can not only be used as labor, but also as food.

Black Snake felt that he was simply a genius.

Standing next to him, Staff Officer Vides looked at him, but the expression on his face was not very optimistic.

"This battle should not be dragged on for too long. You should have noticed that your men encountered strong resistance twice when they attacked the local survivors' settlements... Obviously, the survivors have realized the danger, even formed an alliance, and moved the settlements outside."

"That's perfect."

Black Snake narrowed his eyes slightly, a wisp of smoke floated out of his nose, and continued.

"When they gather together, we can just catch them all in one fell swoop, saving us from chasing them around!"

Hearing this, Vides shook his head.

This idea is too idealistic!

He had learned from Kevin before that the survivors in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City are suspected to have mastered the production technology of stamping receivers.

This means that they can produce reliable weapons and bullets in large quantities in a short period of time at a very low cost.

On the other hand, due to the lack of production equipment and effective logistical support on their side. Even if the slaves played a little role, to be honest, the role was quite limited.

The later this war drags on, the more dangerous it will be for them!

However, compared to Vides, Black Snake, as a thousand-man captain, is very optimistic.

"Relax, my friend."

"I know they may be difficult to deal with, but we have that guy."

100mm howitzer!

A 20kg shell can destroy everything within 30 meters, and can easily crush half a meter thick concrete fortifications!

The terrifying firepower is enough to make any survivor settlement with less than 10,000 people despair!

And they have two of them.

Black Snake leisurely added some dried spirit leaf shreds to the pipe. Anyway, there was nothing else to do in this winter.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the office.

After getting permission to come in, a predator wearing a fur coat walked in, performed a nondescript military salute, and said in a buzzing voice.

"Report!"

"Captain Liontooth sent someone to bring you a message, saying that they have built infantry fortifications in Yuanxi Town and inviting you to come and participate in the spring hunt together!"

"Far Brook Town?"

Black Snake subconsciously glanced at the map on the wall, but didn't see where the place was.

Vaders, who was standing aside, reminded him loudly.

"Yuanxi Town is located directly north of Qingquan City, about 10 kilometers away from Yumu District of Qingquan City, and about 20 kilometers away from the concrete fortifications built by the survivors in the northern suburbs."

The southern suburbs of TS City where they are currently located is roughly northeast of Qingquan City.

After a moment of pause, Vaders fulfilled his duty as a staff officer and gave suggestions.

"The survivors in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City are not easy to deal with. Concentrating our forces to deal with them is a good choice."

With two thousand-man teams, there would be no problems that I was worried about.

Even if so many people were piled up in numbers, they could pile up the survivors in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City to death!

However, his commander obviously didn't think so...

"Why should we join them? We can take the northern suburbs of Qingquan City by ourselves." Black Snake's eyes narrowed slightly.

According to the rules of the looters, whoever conquers the territory has the right to plunder!

If you act with people from the Ya clan, you can only drink a mouthful of soup.

But if you capture the northern suburbs of Qingquan City alone, it will be an opportunity to eat meat.

He has artillery, armor, and enough infantry to handle a group of rag-pickers.

Why let others take away the credit that belongs to you!

"Although Lion Tooth and I are both captains, they are direct descendants. We act together. His level is half a level higher than mine."

"The survivors in the northern suburbs are easy to deal with, but the Boulder City is a tough nut to crack. If we follow them, they might send us as cannon fodder."

Squinting his snake-like eyes, Black Snake continued speaking slowly.

"Not only can we not follow them, we must also get ahead of them and kill their prey in the shortest possible time!"

Vaders had a look of helplessness on his face.

He knew very well that this man would not listen to him when it came to strategic decisions.

Most of the predators are the same. They only have loot in their eyes. What drives them to fight is the brutality and ferocity engraved in their bones, not anything else.

Even if the people of the Bone-Chewing Tribe look a little more unique, there is essentially no difference.

Just like a dog cannot change from eating shit.

Looking at Vaders who fell into silence, Black Snake smiled relaxedly and comforted him with a few words.

"Relax, my friend. I do not underestimate our opponents. I made this judgment after learning about their strength from the brothers who came down from the front line."

He still respected this military advisor who helped him win many battles.

If it had been someone else, the grass on the grave would have been two feet high.

"Do you want to come here? You are no longer a member of the legion. There is no need to be subject to the rules of the legion. You can enjoy all the glory and wealth here with us."

Looking at the cigarette handed over by Black Snake, Vaders shook his head and said.

"No need, I need to keep my head clear at all times."

Legionnaires don't smoke.

Drinking the most.

For him, these three things, golden beauty and fine wine, are enough.

Black Snake smiled and waved his pipe.

"That's what it is. The spirit leaves can make you a hundred times more energetic, but since you don't like it, forget it."

Leaning on the chair again, Black Snake looked at him and said.

"I need you to formulate a plan to help me win this war in the shortest time."

Vaders said after thinking for a while.

"How about mid-January?"

"The snowstorm should have almost stopped by then, and the impact of the climate should not be serious. We can give them a surprise before spring starts."

Winter has just ended, and those survivors should not prepare too many defenses. This cold winter will affect everyone equally.

Whether on the defensive or offensive side.

Black Snake snapped his fingers.

"Just do as you say!"

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(Sorry...I shouldn't have set the flag.)