Chapter 277 Did You Move All Your Family Assets Out? (1/2)

"Damn! What do you mean I came back alive? Is it weird that I came back alive?"

Is this what people say?

He took off the gas mask hanging on his face, and the big debt-ridden eyes that came out from behind Brother Bingle patted Ye Shi on the shoulder with a playful smile.

"Hey, it's not easy, it's not easy. Several times I thought I was definitely dead, but miraculously I survived."

The construction site boy and Brick standing aside nodded with deep understanding.

"It's really not easy."

Everyone else is playing games, only their team is risking their lives.

It was a ten-man team when we went, but only half of it was left when we came back.

On the other hand, the Mole team next to them had the same number of ten when they left, but only two were missing when they came back. The battle damage rate was so high that it was hard not to make people complain.

However, complaints are complaints, and everyone actually doesn’t take them too seriously.

It's a game.

Seeking death is the norm.

If you are not a hardcore player, there is no need to pursue it to the end.

Besides, the death penalty is not as severe as it was at the beginning. It is a little uncomfortable to be jailed for three days on the forum, but this has been the rule for the closed and beta test server for so long, and everyone has long been used to it.

What we really want to say is the loss is actually the experience of a battle, the money and contribution points that should be rewarded by the mission.

Teammates will also consciously help recover the dropped equipment, at least with some ammunition and grenades.

"By the way, why are you wearing this?" The battlefield atmosphere team looked at the gray coat on Brother Bian's body with envy.

Brother Bian did not speak, but looked to the side with big eyes.

The latter said with a smile.

"I suggested it. The previous set of equipment was too ugly and unrecognizable at all. It looked more like a Predator than a Predator and was always misunderstood by friendly forces. So I had an idea and simply put together a set to match Mole and the others. The same kind of skin. I said no at first, but it smells really good later.”

Edge scratched the water and said harshly: "Get out! I'm not forced by you."

The boy at the construction site and Brick interrupted with a smile.

"Don't tell me, those group of plunderers were psychologically affected by us. They were instantly frightened when they saw our clothes. Later, we recommended them to the newcomers who came for reinforcements. Now all the good brothers in Red River Town are wearing this set of equipment. "

Even during the roughest period of the tide, Shelter 404 never stopped providing “support” to its neighbors.

According to the data mentioned by Brother Mole in the battle report, the current "garrison" of the shelter in Honghe Town has increased to 50 people.

Except for the 10 long-term NPC guards, all are players, and they have been regularly replenishing troops to maintain this number.

It is obvious that this "Death Corps" with its fierce fighting style has completely gained a reputation in the Honghe Town area.

The engineer shovels and the bayonets shining brightly under the muzzles not only became an eternal nightmare in the hearts of the looters, but also became the god of war in the eyes of mercenaries and slave owners!

Especially the "gray coat", it is simply more intimidating than the navy blue coats worn by the legionary captains!

The local slave owners and chamber of commerce wanted them to stay in Red River Town, and even took the initiative to provide the shelter with a fifty-acre site.

Although nothing can be grown on the land over there, having a station means taking root.

The administrator has deployed 40 training cabins there, and seems to be planning to transform it into a military base stationed abroad.

Currently, as long as professional soldier players have reached LV8 and firearm proficiency level 3, they can apply to experience new maps and new missions.

However, the number of people is limited, so you just have to queue up after registering.

Looking at the envious face of the warlord, the canyon fugitive mole said with joy.

"Well, I have good design taste, right?"

Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Damn it! This guy pretended to do it!"

By the way, he had suggested that everyone get a unified "team uniform" before, but that old man in Quanshui was too picky about money.

Lao Hei liked his post, but Lao Gou Bifei said, "Skin that cannot be attacked is just crumbs" and "Anyway, you can't see anything when wearing an armored exoskeleton."

That's all, he complained about his second grade.

Special grandma’s, what does it have to do with the second grade?

It’s obviously just picking!

Unlike the warlords, Ye Shi was not concerned about what the people were wearing, but was looking curiously at the trucks behind them.

No need to ask.

It must contain trophies dragged back from Honghe Town.

Based on a conservative estimate of three times the overload capacity, the various ores piled on those trucks were at least fifty or sixty dense.

In addition, there were nearly a hundred slaves who came back with them. The nearby NPC merchants looked envious when they saw it.

One slave can be exchanged for five assault rifles.

This is really a fortune!

Ye Shi said with envy.

"Is the battle over in Honghe Town over?"

The canyon's fugitive mole shook his head.

"Finished? It's still early!"

"The slave owners over there are too weak in combat effectiveness. They have recruited a lot of mercenaries, and their individual combat effectiveness is not weak, but they are a ragtag group of people who don't cooperate at all when fighting."

"Relying on imported shells and weapons, the coalition forces of Honghe Town fought quite smoothly at first and won several local battles in a row, but their logistics were too poor, ammunition was often mismatched, firepower was always intermittent, and with low organization, they could not hold the occupied hills at all. Often, the positions we took during the day were lost again at night."

"In addition, the Bone Chewing Tribe was large in number, and reinforcements were continuously transferred from the central province. Many plunderers heard the rumors that they were planning to establish a plunderer country and took the initiative to run from the neighboring province in the east to join them. Anyway, the two sides used Lutou Mountain as the boundary, repeatedly fighting for a few hills, and wasting time on positions more than ten kilometers deep."

Support weapons such as mortars and anti-tank rifles are not exclusive to Shelter No. 404. Some large and medium-sized survivor settlements with industrial production capabilities also have the conditions to produce them, but there are differences in cost and performance.

Red River Town does not only import ammunition from Shelter No. 404. Not to mention the various weapons brought by the mercenaries, they themselves have medium mortars with three calibers of 80mm, 85mm, and 88mm, in addition to two 105mm cast iron mortars.

The logistics are not unified, the command is not coordinated, and it is difficult for those local rich people to fight the predators for so long.

Ye Shi asked curiously.

"Then why did you come back?"

The canyon escaped mole rolled his eyes.

"Come back to participate in the event. I feel like we are not playing the same game when I see you discussing the wave on the forum all day long!"

When the new map was just opened, he was lucky to get the "experience qualification" and was quite excited. After all, not everyone can be the first to eat crabs.

Although Red River Town is a bit farther than Boulder City, as long as it can bring first-hand information to the players, it is not a big problem!

However, now, a month has passed, the new map is no longer so new, and players are even tired of his battle reports. Lianyun players have gone to discuss Inspur.

The guide with tens of thousands of words has only three-digit likes, which instantly made him feel like a "version abandoned child".

I heard that this "Decisive Battle Plan" is the last event before the end of the A round of testing. He said he couldn't miss it this time!

Irena also interrupted.

"We have been in the new map for a long time, and it's time for someone to go in and brush it."

Elf King Fugui said with a smirk.

"Laona has a deep grudge against the aliens there. There is no arthropod that is not poisonous."

Irena protested immediately.

"Get out! Am I that kind of person?"

Mole brother ignored the two people, but looked at Ye Shi and asked: "Why didn't you go with Lao Bai Fangchang and the others today?"

Ye Shi said with a smile.

"Isn't there a big job tomorrow morning? We will split up in the afternoon. Lao Bai and his friends went to the Goblin Technology to purchase new equipment. I was planning to go there, but I heard that the trade station had orange equipment, so I came here to pick it up... It's a pity that I didn't pick it up!"

The orange equipment refers to the "Miner Type I" exoskeleton.

This thing is an imported product shipped from Ideal City. The battery uses "metallic hydrogen" which is one level higher than "solid hydrogen".

Since it was sold out in seconds last time, the official store of the shelter has not replenished the stock. Only the caravans from the east occasionally bring it. It is rare to see it in the neighboring Boulder City.

Yesterday, a team of wild merchants appeared in the trade station and happened to bring a set. A small player of the strength department saw it and bought it without saying a word. That night, he went to the forum to show off, resulting in a large number of players running here early this morning.

Although the exoskeleton sold by "wild NPCs" is a bit expensive, there is no contribution point and level limit, and no restriction on secondary transactions, which is still very attractive.

In a word, you will earn money if you buy it!

However, what interests Mole the most is not the exoskeleton, but the first half of Ye Shi's sentence.

"Mosquito has new equipment?"

"Yes, Brother Mosquito boasted in the group yesterday," Ye Shi laughed, "To be honest, Mosquito is getting worse and worse. Before, it was a recoilless gun, and now he has even made RPG!"

The moment he heard this, not only Mole and the Edge group, but even the Battlefield Atmosphere Group standing next to him looked at him in surprise.

"RPG?"

"???"

"Fuck?!"

This is really getting worse and worse!

...

In fact, it is not only Lao Bai and his group who are purchasing from Goblin Technology at this moment, but also the most stingy Fountain in the eyes of the Battlefield guy.

In the previous 65th Street blocking battle, Fountain reflected deeply on the reasons for failure.

Putting aside the factors of plot killing, when the fourth wave of the wave's offensive came, the crawler went around their flank, but more of it was defeated by the lack of anti-armor ability.

Before the blocking battle started, although he had considered that the planner might design some "over-armored" units as BOSS, he asked the players carrying "cavalry lance" and "heavy lance" to bring high explosive and two magazines of armor-piercing. However, he never thought that the planner would be so stupid. 37mm armor-piercing bullets can't even penetrate the armor of "Decay Knight"! If it weren't for the high-armor tank unit "Decay Knight" that broke through the front, Class B and Class C could still hold on for a while. Since the power armor can be turned into "our own" by slime mold, he has reason to believe that he will encounter more outrageous things in the future.

What he didn't expect was that he originally came to buy a recoilless gun, but he didn't expect that Mosquito would even make a street fighting weapon like RPG-7!

Shooting range outside the industrial zone.

Looking at the 400mm steel plate pierced by the armor-piercing shell in front of him, Commander Quanshui's eyes widened, and it took a while for him to squeeze out a sentence from his throat.

"... Are you really selling furniture in real life?"

Mosquito, who was standing next to him, heard it and said with a chuckle.

"Ancestral craftsmanship, pure handmade, what, the boss is going to make a set? Send me a private message on the forum."

Commander Quanshui: "... Forget it."

I always feel that exposing the address to this guy is a very dangerous thing.

Don't let the mouse click to place an order and send a pair of silver handcuffs.

That would be a big deal.

Old White, who was standing next to him, put down the launch tube with white smoke, with an expression of surprise and admiration on his face.

"This power is quite something!"

But this propellant... smells like Double Stone-2?

There is still a little difference from the diethylene glycol of RPG-7.

The piezoelectric fuze can be regarded as a modern modification, and the initial velocity is much faster than the previous homemade "recoilless gun". The power of the matching armor-piercing shell is a translation inheritance. A needle-shaped trigger is buried at the front end of the conical shell. As long as it is poked, the vertical penetration can reach 400mm!

This power is already quite considerable!

But thinking of this, Lao Bai suddenly reacted.

How the hell is this imitation of RPG? !

It is obviously imitating its own Type 69 40 rocket launcher, okay!

Without noticing the strange look in Lao Bai's eyes, WC really continued with a mosquito's eyebrows flying.

"In addition to 85mm armor-piercing shells, we also provide 85mm high-explosive grenades for range killing! The price is only 200 silver coins, buy five and send one launch tube! Very useful!"

The price of 200 silver coins is much more expensive than Iron Fist.

But it is not unaffordable for Lao Bai and his friends.

Before each battle, the shelter will allocate a budget to each team for the purchase of ammunition according to the combat power of each team.

You don't need to pay for the ammunition within the budget. For some battles that last longer, supplies will be delivered along with the reinforcements from the rear, which is also free.

The use of the ammunition budget will only affect the battle score, which is also an old tradition that has existed for several versions.

"... You are getting more and more cruel."

Hearing Lao Bai's meaningful compliment, WC really smiled like a mosquito.

"Just kidding, when has the weapon I designed ever disappointed people?"

"Just ask one word, do you accept it or not!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes were a little subtle.

To say that his equipment is useless is definitely speaking against one's conscience.

But to say that it is very useful, it happens that sometimes it is so lame.

Lao Bai subtly moved his eyes away.

"I accept it halfway."

Kuangfeng nodded.

"+1, half server."

Fang Chang: "I need to think about the remaining half, mainly because I'm afraid you'll be too proud."

Fun Commander: "I couldn't agree more."

WC Zhenyou Mosquito cursed: "Fuck! I asked you one word, you're talking too much nonsense!"

Lao Bai smiled and patted Mosquito's shoulder.

"Good brother, mainly because your equipment has not been tested in actual combat, and I can't say too much! How about this, you give me a 50% discount, and I will purchase 10 armor-piercing guns and 10 grenades from you at a time to help you make a name for yourself!"

WC Zhenyou Mosquito rolled his eyes.

"50% discount?! You might as well let me give it to you for free!"

Fang Chang's eyes lit up.

"Is there such a good thing?"

WC Zhenyou Mosquito: "Get lost! The maximum discount is 90%, it can't be any cheaper! If it's any cheaper, I'll lose money!"

When he heard this, at least four pairs of eyes rolled in response to him.

"I don't believe you!"

Fang Chang would never believe it, this guy only made 20 silver coins for a rocket launcher worth 200 silver coins.

Conservatively estimated, there is a 50% profit!

Since Alpha 1.0, silver coins have indeed increased a lot, but because the trade route of Honghe Town has been opened, the prices of various metal and non-metal raw materials have not increased much. With the improvement of supporting facilities and the increase in production capacity in the industrial zone, industrial products have not increased much.

Finally, after some bargaining, the two sides finally reached a consensus and the price of each armor-piercing shell was 180 silver coins and each high-explosive grenade was 130 silver coins.

The Niu Ma team purchased a total of 25 rocket launcher ammunition, and the Quanshui team also purchased 15, which bought up the inventory of Mosquito and directly maxed out the firepower output!

After the group agreed on the price, they returned to the Goblin Technology factory. The newly produced ammunition was stored in the warehouse of the factory.

When entering the factory, Quanshui, who was looking left and right, suddenly noticed a pile of wood chips piled near the door and asked curiously.

"What is that thing?" Seeing that someone noticed his masterpiece, Mosquito said with a chuckle. "W-1 'Flying Mosquito' glider! It uses a wooden fuselage and a groundbreaking electric structure. The most primitive wood and the most advanced solid hydrogen technology are perfectly integrated. It is the masterpiece of me and my apprentices. The price is only 3,000 silver coins! How about it? Is it very cheap? Don't you consider buying one?"

Not far away, [Presenter], who was tinkering with a motor with a screwdriver, happened to hear these words and couldn't help but turn around and complain.

"Are you so embarrassed? I designed the fuselage, the engine was designed by Death, the blades were rubbed by Soul Chaser's hands, and the bomb launcher was made by Death God. What the hell did you do?"

If not for the money.

He has already gone it alone!

Mosquito was unmoved and smiled cheekily.

"I've learned from your strengths and complemented each other's weaknesses. This is called resource integration."

To stop the fight: "x-on:#￥%!"

Fang Chang walked over curiously and took a look at the pile of wood.

If you look closely, you can see that there are actually two wings and a flat structure that is probably the belly of the aircraft.

But using wood as a structure and making the parts so scattered...will it really not fall apart when it flies into the sky?

"...W-1 is fine, why not call it WC-1?"

Mosquito said with a shy smile.

"Actually, I did plan to name it at the beginning, but my disciples didn't have artistic talent. They said they wanted to shit when they sat on it, so I removed the C."

Lao Bai: "Pfft..."

Gale: "I can no longer look directly at this plane."

Commander Quan Shui's expression was a little subtle.

"Am I the only one wondering if this thing can fly?"

Wooden body with solid hydrogen battery.

He had never seen such a strange combination.

Guangfeng touched the bridge of his nose.

"A rational analysis shows that the energy density of hydrogen is nearly three times that of gasoline. Although hydrogen tanks are definitely not possible, solid hydrogen... should theoretically be possible, but this is under ideal conditions."

"It's a game! Use your imagination and don't be so rigid!"

Patting Guangfeng's shoulder, Mosquito had a confident smile on his face, "Good brother, believe me! I promise you can definitely fly! If you can't fly, you won't be charged!"

Guang Feng glanced sideways at him.

"Don't encourage me, I won't drive it."

Lao Bai stared at the motor for a while and frowned.

"But what about the runway? Even if you can fly... you have to have a runway to take off, right?"

Mosquito said with a smile.

"This epoch-making aircraft naturally does not use a runway in the traditional sense."

Quan Shui vaguely guessed something and swallowed.

"Could it be..."

"Tall buildings! There are thousands of meters high buildings everywhere here!"

Mosquito strode to the pile of wooden parts and pulled out an aluminum joystick that had not yet been installed.

The enthusiasm flashing in his eyes made everyone around him take a step back unconsciously.

Without noticing the expressions on everyone's faces, Mosquito's voice became more and more excited.

"According to my calculations, it takes less than one thousand meters, and a height of 800 meters is enough!"

"Stop the engine and dive down. When you are two hundred meters above the ground, pull up the control stick and switch. You will turn into a bolt of lightning!"

Fang Chang’s Adam’s apple moved.

"...What if it doesn't pull up?"

The mosquito still repeated that sentence.

"You will turn into a bolt of lightning!"

Lao Bai: "?"

Kuangfeng: "??"

Fang Chang: "???"

Commander of Fountain: "...???"

If you don’t understand, just ask.

Is this the kind of equipment a normal person would choose? !

…

Dusk.

Silence enveloped the sky over Qingquan City. Corpse chasers wearing chemical protective suits carried stretchers piled with corpses and evacuated the battlefield one after another.

On the frontline position not far from them, figures carrying rifles and eager to try were arriving from the rear one after another.

Among them are the "Death Corps" who have been on the battlefield and wear gray coats, and there are also the "Mountain Corps" who were transferred from Far Creek Town and wear green coats, and there are also miscellaneous teams with distinctive personal colors and various equipment... But there is no one. Dare to doubt their fighting ability.

No matter which equipment they use, they are undoubtedly the best among the best.

In the days of fighting and constant resurrection, they have summed up a set of fighting methods that are most suitable for them, and passed on these valuable experiences - or strategies, to the newcomers they mentored.

Each of them is a flag!

"Did you move all your belongings out?" Vanus stood by the window of the building, looking down at the battlefield below in surprise.

With such a chilling atmosphere like a forest of guns and flags, even if the young army of the legion stood in front of them, I'm afraid it would be nothing more than this!

Chu Guang, who was standing nearby and wearing power armor, only said calmly.

"Where is this?"

Daytime is their home field.

According to his own plans.

Players will take turns to hold on on the defensive line until dawn, and when the last round of offensive before dawn fades, launch a full counterattack against the wave!

Don't give those bugs any chance to breathe!

Starting yesterday, the industrial zone temporarily suspended all export orders and concentrated all production capacity on the front line.

Boxes and bundles of ammunition were delivered to the frontline ammunition depot. In addition, two sets of 100KW wood-burning generator sets and 200 newly produced sleep cabins were deployed downstairs of the temporary command post to provide players with archives and Take a break offline.

Equipment is tight.

The rest time allotted to each player's clone is only 4 hours, but this time is enough to relieve the fatigue state.

Players who signed up to participate in the event have already asked for leave in advance.

It doesn’t matter if you can’t participate. “Wasteland OL” is an MMORPG that focuses on leisure and is neither boring nor boring. It will never force players to participate in server activities.

At most, they will provide rewards in the event that are difficult to refuse.

Looking at the sunset gradually disappearing on the street, Chu Guang felt the blood burning in his heart.

This will be the battle with the largest number of participants and the largest scale since the launch of the "Wasteland OL" server, and the type and quantity of equipment invested will reach its peak!

He has deployed two Hummingbird drones on the edge of the battlefield, and the camera has been locked on the battlefield filled with spore clouds.

"bring it on."

Chu Guang gently clenched his fist and exhaled the turbid air in his chest.

"Let me see what you are capable of!"

…

The shadows of tall buildings gradually disappeared into the riddled alleys.

There was a faint hint of red with the smell of blood in the thick gray-green fog, as well as the squeaking teeth that made the legs and feet weak.

However, no one's legs were weak.

After experiencing the baptism of war for days, even the 400 newbies who just entered the game in the Alpha1.1 version have mostly become qualified warriors.

To them.

Victory is the only creed.

Death is nothing!

There was a hint of excitement in the chirping noise, and the players on the front line skillfully opened the safety on their rifles and leaned behind the bunker made of concrete rubble.

"Everyone is in position! There are only five minutes left!"

"...I repeat, newbies in the team, please take note, let the machine gunners fire first. I have stabilized the rifles, and we will fight when the wave approaches fifty meters!"

"Remember! You are no longer rookies. Stop using the little ones in your hands to pick the tyrant's teeth! Trust your teammates and the lances in their hands! Use the ammunition where it should be used!"

"Here we come - ready to fight!"

A long and shrill roar came from the thick fog.

Running gnawers surged out of the darkness like a tide, rushing towards the players' positions across a messy battlefield.

At the same time, three flares rose into the sky, clearing the haze from the streets.

The machine gun deployed in the building roared first, and the bullets whizzed through the thick gray-green fog, forming a dense rain of steel fire.

Immediately afterwards, the water-cooled Maxim deployed at the forefront also spit out tongues of fire and fired wildly at the alien swarm that was rushing towards them like a tsunami.

The players fired skillfully, and each team cooperated tacitly to eliminate the alien species in their respective defense zones.

The first round of charges was nothing more than cannon fodder.

They were already familiar with the tactics of the aliens.

First use the Gnawer swarm to consume their bullets, and then send out high health units and high mobility units to try to break through the defense line.

Above the temporary command post, on the roof of the building.

Mosquito is taking his four apprentices to assemble the W-1 "Flying Mosquito" glider against the strong wind blowing on the rooftop.

Since it was an experimental type, after an hour of debate, he finally convinced his four disciples to add an X after the W.

There are two 100-kilogram aerial bombs installed on the plane. The power is comparable to the powerful 250-pound aerial bomb, and the weight is actually not much different.

In addition, there are two 7mm small-caliber machine guns installed in the cabin.

Although it was initially proposed to directly install the 20mm cannon, Mosquito rejected this proposal after some careful consideration.

The 20mm cannon and ammunition are too heavy!

With that kind of weight, it’s better to carry two more aerial bombs!

What's more, this thing is a product of a "friendly merchant".

This is the time for Goblin Technology to flex its muscles. How can it let its friends and businessmen steal the spotlight?

"Hurry up!" Mosquito, who was holding a telescope, urged his disciples loudly while overlooking the battlefield that could not be seen clearly.

I couldn't help but raise my head and complain.

"Damn it! You're here to help!"

Mosquito glared at him.

"I'm a pilot! I said I'm in charge of flying, what do you want me to do for you? How about we switch?!"

Quanjia trembled for a moment, then cursed and stopped making any sound.

It’s not that I’m afraid of heights.

Mainly because I feel unsure.

Although he participated in the design of this thing, the difference between a fixed wing and a quadcopter was so great that he was not sure whether it could fly.

What if?

What if the propeller breaks or the wing falls apart?

That's not a sacrifice to heaven on the spot!

Mosquito doesn't care about embarrassment, but he still can't let go of his reserve.

"Why do I feel something is wrong?" Mosquito standing by the building suddenly said.

"What? What's wrong?" Against the blowing wind, he raised his head with his eyes narrowed.

Holding the telescope steadily, Mosquito frowned and muttered.

"The gunfire lasted for too long!"

Isn't the first wave of offensive over yet?

Logically speaking, it should have ended long ago!

He always had a bad feeling.

With the dog's planning nature, he will definitely not follow the routine.

He can be regarded as a hardcore veteran player who has sneaked into the server in the early version. He has already learned about Aguang's capricious "narrative style".

Just when he vaguely felt something was wrong, a conspicuous scarlet color suddenly lit up in the thick gray-green fog.

The mortar position that was still waiting for the next round of offensive suddenly opened fire, and dozens of shells whizzed into the sky, exploding into a fire around the scarlet light.

The gunfire below the building became more intense, and a faint roar of pain could be heard in the thick fog...

Looking at the spore cloud dispersed by the explosion shock wave, looking at the monster gradually appearing in the thick fog, and the mosquito holding the telescope tightly, I couldn't help blurting out a beautiful hometown dialect.

"What the hell!?"

"What the hell is that?!"

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(Tomorrow is New Year’s Day, bro, see you all next year!)