Chapter 451 Nothing Is Invincible (1/2)

No one expected that this "epic" mission would be completed so smoothly.

One person actually came out of the valley alive.

What made everyone even more confused was what exactly happened to this "Luo Yu".

"What should we do now?"

Looking at the dumbfounded "Luo Yu", Mosquito scratched the back of his head and looked at the Mole beside him.

Just now, he went offline and tried to call Luo Yu, but found that this guy was stuck in a bug and couldn't be resurrected.

Mole thought for a while and shook his head.

"I don't know... But if this thing is important, I guess the manager should send a plane to pick it up."

But then again...

The mission requires the recovery of the body, right?

It's the body, right?

Wouldn't it be strange to be still alive?

The look in the Mole's eyes when he looked at Luo Yu suddenly became "ambiguous".

Sisi thought for a while and said, "I think so too... Since this mission is so important, it won't be left unfinished. We don't need to worry about what happens next."

Tail: "Oh! Brother Guang will definitely have a way!"

"Luoyu", who followed behind everyone, had no awareness that he was the focus of everyone's attention. At this moment, he had a dull expression on his face, and even drooled at the corner of his mouth.

He didn't look very smart at all.

Mole couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"If only Lao Na was here..."

Everyone returned to the pass of the valley and found the truck parked on the side of the road, but found that the guide had disappeared and the motorcycle had been driven away.

But no one blamed him.

As a devout believer, seeing the dead god come back to life, the impact on his worldview is inevitable.

However, when everyone left the valley and was about to go home, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

I saw a group of black cavalry riding from the west and surrounded the entrance of the valley.

The leader was the city lord Sean, and the old priest named Prest also followed.

He stretched his neck to look around, and his tail started to cheer.

"Oh! Si! Your suitor!"

Sisi pretended not to hear and subtly moved his eyes away.

Although I am very grateful.

But I am still sorry.

The mighty hundred cavalrymen came close, and the old priest got off the horse before the city lord spoke.

Seeing Zhima Paste was safe and sound, the old man hurried forward excitedly and asked.

"Lord God's Messenger, are you okay?"

"I... I'm fine, haha." Zhima Paste had an awkward but polite smile on his face. He didn't know how to deal with it, and looked at Sisi for help.

Sean also got off the horse, but he didn't mention the previous things. He walked closer and asked.

"What happened over there? I heard that the God of the Sky..."

Sisi answered with a serious look.

"The seal has indeed loosened. The remains of the God of the Sky have been eroded by evil spirits and have just crawled out of the tomb."

Everyone took a breath of cold air, and the faces of the cavalry showed difficulty.

Compared to facing the indescribable things, they were even more willing to charge towards the machine gun position.

Sean looked at her in astonishment, and the old priest looked at the "God's Messenger" beside him for help.

Seeing the look Sisi gave him, Zhimahu nodded quickly.

"Yes...that's it."

The old priest asked in a trembling voice.

"Then...what should we do?"

With a gentle smile on his face, Zhimahu continued.

"Don't worry, we have re-sealed it...The remains of the God of the Sky have fallen into a deep sleep again. As long as you don't disturb its long sleep like today, it will continue to sleep."

Sean looked at her gratefully, glanced at the people behind her, and said sincerely.

"Thank you, you helped us so much... I really don't know how to thank you."

"Oh! You're welcome! As long as--" Rourou subconsciously covered Wei's mouth.

Sisi coughed lightly and spoke for Zhima Paste who didn't know how to answer.

"... As long as the residents here can return to their peaceful lives, the chaos sweeping the desert can end."

Sean looked at her with a complicated expression, and what he wanted to say was written on his face, but he didn't say a word, just nodded.

Mosquito, standing next to the mole, turned his face sideways and complained in a low voice.

"If this guy travels back to ancient times, he can be a charlatan at least."

"That's not necessarily the case. It depends on the situation. If he meets someone who is not easy to talk to, he may be burned as a witch."

"Hiss... Maybe this is really possible."

Looking at the two people whispering, Luoyu, who was stunned, tilted his head and a drop of saliva fell to the ground.

No one heard the imperceptible sound.

"Eh..."

The Skeleton Corps' base was right next to the White Bear Knights. Including the light tank that Mole picked up, sixteen tanks and more than thirty logistics trucks were parked in the camp.

The players took turns on duty, and this long night finally ended with the rising of the sun.

Just as Mole guessed.

Early the next morning, the Enterprise's transport plane landed to the north of Petra Fortress.

The sci-fi streamlined fuselage was out of tune with the walls and cast iron cannons not far away.

However, in this absurd wasteland world, it unexpectedly did not feel out of place.

"The art director of this game is an expert!" Mole, standing at the door of the station, couldn't help but sigh.

No bragging, no blackmail.

It is possible to integrate so many art styles in the same game, and they can blend into each other without any contradiction, and they are as realistic as reality.

This skill is simply amazing!

At this time, the pilot, holding his helmet between his elbows, walked toward the camp, raised his index finger and waved it forward as a salute, and extended his right hand with a grin.

"Captain of Orca No. 3, Liu Yue!"

"Captain of the Skeleton Corps, uh... Mole."

Every time when he announced his home, Mole couldn't help but dig his toes into the ground, wishing he could give himself a slap in the face.

Hearing this strange name, the man did not laugh out loud. Instead, his eyes lit up and he held his right hand tightly in excitement.

"Wait, Mole? Are you that Mole?"

Mole was also confused by the question.

Besides him, who else in the entire league has this name?

"Uh, what's the matter?"

A shy smile appeared on Liu Yue's face, and his hands kept moving as he hurriedly took out a small notebook from his pocket.

"Excuse me, can you sign your name for me?"

The mole looked confused, but he still reached out to take the book and wrote a line of words on it crookedly in human couplet.

"Thanks!"

Liu Yue took the book as if he had found a treasure, stuffed it back into his pocket, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

"Thank you, brother...the game you made is great! It's a pity that I only played a few games before I was pulled over for rotation!"

The moment he heard these words, Mole was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized something, and asked excitedly.

"Wait! Have you played the game I made? Where did you hear about my game?"

"Of course from the endpoint cloud up and down..."

Seeing the surprised expression on Mole's face, Liu Yue immediately realized something, then patted his head and said.

"Oh, I almost forgot. You may not know it when you are fighting outside. Shortly after you left that day, many media outlets in Ideal City reported on your heroic deeds!"

"I heard that a film and television company plans to adapt your story into a movie! Not only that, but now all the 'militants' in the city are playing your "Battle Royale"! Haha, just kidding, everyone is I am against the war... I hope this damn war ends soon, and we can have a discussion on the endpoint cloud if we have the opportunity."

Looking at this real fan in front of him, Mole felt dizzy, as if he was dreaming.

Seeing that his idol didn't react, Liu Yue didn't care and just grinned.

Suddenly remembering that there was another important thing that he had forgotten to mention, he immediately patted his head and got down to business.

"By the way, your commander has given you a new mission, which should have been synchronized to your personal terminal... VM? It seems to be called that."

The most important things are left to last.

Mole quite doubted that if this guy didn't think about it, he would simply forget it.

Gained a new understanding of the unreliability of corporate soldiers.

But at this moment, Mole had no time to complain, he was completely shocked by the news sent across more than 4,000 kilometers.

Fire?

Is his game a hit? ? ?

After a while, with eyes wide open, a word came out of his mouth.

"Fuck!"

…

The enterprise's transport planes not only bring the tasks of alliance managers, but also the fuel needed for the Skeleton Corps' tanks, as well as the generators to charge "electric mules" and "electric bulls".

It is estimated that it will take three days to complete the supplies. After three days, the Skeleton Corps will continue on the road and rush to the front line to fight.

At the request of the administrator, Mole selected two reliable brothers from the Skeleton Corps and escorted "Luo Yu" to take a plane back to Qingquan City for treatment.

Also being escorted to the Alliance were General McClun of the Legion and his adjutants and other senior officers.

These people are all bargaining chips in the armistice agreement.

As for the officers below the rank of captain and nearly 6,000 soldiers, they are temporarily under the care of the Humpback Kingdom.

Regardless of whether the nobles of the Camelback Kingdom are willing or not, they have in fact been tied to the alliance's chariot.

At this point, even the most naive person cannot imagine that there is still a chance to surrender to the legion, and can only continue to fight with the alliance.

Before getting on the plane, Mole gave the two players extremely serious instructions.

"Remember to keep an eye on 'Luo Yu'."

"If that guy does anything unusual and threatens the safety of the plane or the prisoners, don't hold back, just give it to him..."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Last night, he had a casual chat with Luo Yu about this matter and asked for his opinion.

When he learned that his body had been taken away and might become a predator, Luo Yu suddenly became anxious and wished he could go online and kill him.

The two players nodded seriously.

"Don't worry, Captain!"

"When we do things, we must be reliable!"

Mole nodded happily and watched "Luo Yu" follow the two of them onto the plane.

At this time, he suddenly saw the mosquitoes walking towards the plane and couldn't help but ask.

"What are you doing?"

Mosquito smiled shyly and said, "Hey, let's take a ride home. The resurrection CD is too hard to wait for."

The Petra Fortress is indeed lively and interesting, but he still prefers the atmosphere in Qingquan City, where the humid air smells more comfortable.

Especially after seeing the Titan controlled by slime mold last night, a bold idea suddenly popped into his mind.

He planned to give it a try when he went back this time.

Mole was stunned for a moment and asked, "What the hell? Who will fly the plane if you leave?"

"Plane? Oh, you mean the one I drove when I flew over," Mosquito smiled and said, "That one has been given to the city lord of Petra Fortress."

The mole was shocked: "Is this okay??"

Mosquito said generously: "Hey, what's wrong with this? It's not expensive! I make the decision!"

In fact, he had no control over this matter, he just took advantage of the opportunity to brag.

Giving the plane to the city lord of Petra Fortress was not his decision, but something the administrator had ordered him to do before he left.

Not only that, the administrator also asked him to tell the city lord of Petra that if he thought this propeller plane was useful, he could send an envoy to the northern suburbs of Qingquan City to purchase it.

Twenty cows can be exchanged for an airplane, and 1,000 rounds of ammunition are also included. It can be said to be high quality and low price.

Not only that, the alliance not only sells weapons, but also sells the technology to operate the weapons. The city lord of Petra Fortress can ask the pilot to follow the messenger, and after learning how to drive, he can directly drive the plane back.

Although the range of nearly 1,000 kilometers exceeds the combat radius of the W-2, it is still no problem to fly one way, and you can even pick up some souvenirs along the way.

As the longest-serving propeller aircraft in the alliance, this thing can be equipped with a light machine gun for dog fighting, a heavy machine gun can be used to lick the ground, and the weapon can be disassembled to spread pesticides. The application scenarios are diverse.

Very useful!

All personnel have boarded the plane, the door of the killer whale transport plane is closed, and it takes off from the sand dunes with two blue arcs of light, flying towards the east.

Watching the blue light disappear into the horizon, Sisi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the mole beside him.

"What are your plans next?"

Recalling the task of updating the VM, Mole replied casually.

"...The coalition forces of the Legion and the Falcon Kingdom are withdrawing from Oasis No. 9. The administrator asked us to go to Oasis No. 9 to reorganize. After joining the reinforcements from the rear, we will move towards Oasis No. 3 and liberate the Honey Badger Kingdom in one fell swoop!"

Tails standing aside was surprised.

"Oh! It seems like it's going very well!"

It seems that this war will be over soon.

said the Mole, laughing.

"Hahaha, thanks to you, otherwise it would not have been so smooth!"

The great victory in the Lost Valley and the counterattack in the Capital of Plenty can be said to be the turning point of the entire war.

What D-Day and the Battle of Angler were to World War II.

Rourou touched the back of his head with an embarrassed expression on his face.

"We are friends with each other, and thanks to your tanks. We and the Petra garrison alone are definitely no match for the Legion."

"Don't say that. The outcome of a battle is not measured by combat effectiveness. In a battlefield of this scale, even if you can gain one more second, you will have an increased chance of winning."

The Mole smiled and continued.

"Speaking of which, what about you? Are you going to the front line? We can give you a lift."

Si Si curled his lips and said.

"The springs let us move freely, and he said we would be more useful outside than in the Corps."

"Giao! Is that what he said?" Taili showed a deeply shocked expression.

The Mole laughed heartlessly.

"Hahahaha! It smells like that, it's really like what LYB would say from spring water!"

Tails looked at Sis with a frustrated look on his face, and the latter smiled and touched the former's head.

"Don't be depressed, I think this is more like an affirmation."

"affim?"

"Well, it affirms Ah Wei's achievements in other fields."

Everyone has things they are good at and things they are not good at. Instead of working hard at what they are not good at, it is better to do things better in the areas they are good at.

There are no rules on how this game must be played.

Why doesn't "Wasteland OL" issue closed beta qualifications to "only" a certain type of players?

Or in other words, why is there no restriction that only players of specific professions can participate in the game?

With the technical strength currently displayed by operators, it is not difficult to achieve this technically.

But since he didn't do this, there is naturally a reason.

…

Three days later, in the early morning, the Skeleton Corps, having completed their supplies, embarked on the journey again.

Under the watchful eyes of the Petra Fortress defenders and residents, this torrent of steel headed north in a mighty manner.

Although the three days were short, a lot happened in these days.

The news that the Legion detonated a nuclear bomb at the No. 7 Oasis ruins spread throughout the entire alliance, and also spread throughout the Boulder City next door.

The person who wrote the relevant news reports was Miss Dolly, a well-known reporter from "Daily Survivor", and the intercepted photos came from the nuclear explosion video taken by Tails.

When it was learned that the legion originally planned to secretly throw the nuclear bomb over Qingquan City, the entire Boulder City was in an uproar, and both the inner and outer cities were calling for participation in the war.

It is different from Luoxia Province.

The folk customs in the southern part of the River Valley Province are fierce, especially the survivors in Qingquan City.

Many people have fallen asleep to the sound of gunshots since they were still holding baby bottles in their mouths. They even learn to shoot while walking. The factor of violence has long been integrated into their genes and injected into their blood vessels.

It is not that those who grow up in such an environment are cowards, but even timidity is only a relative term.

If the militia were not firmly in the hands of the city lord and the city hall did not have the power to declare war, I am afraid that the troops in Boulder City would have marched into the desert...

But even if it failed to mobilize Boulder City to directly participate in the war, the propaganda tool was not meaningless.

In order to support the alliance in gaining more advantages on the battlefield, Boulder City Bank took the initiative to provide the alliance with a loan with negligible interest rates.

In addition to official support, private support is also happening quietly.

More and more civilians were attracted by the alliance's bravery, leaving the giant wall and coming to the northern suburbs to join the alliance.

Among them are workers with technical skills and mercenaries with rich combat experience.

Even an illiterate person who knows nothing, as long as he can carry a hoe or a wrench, is a valuable asset to an alliance whose territory and industry are both in a period of expansion.

The excitement was not only in Boulder City, which was burned by the fire, but also in Ideal City on the east coast. Many media also reported the news and caused an uproar on Endpoint Cloud.

The most intuitive result is that the scale of direct assistance from enterprises to the alliance has expanded from the original 300 million Cr to 1 billion Cr, while the scale of indirect assistance has expanded to 2 billion Cr.

In addition to expressing determination with money, five "Yunting" ornithopters were sent directly to the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

Ten instructors also arrived together.

They will be responsible for providing one-on-one teaching to alliance pilots to ensure that they can correctly fly this next-generation aircraft.

In addition, more advanced forward-swept wing jets are also under development.

Although mutants can't fly planes and the East Coast doesn't have access to supersonic fighter jets, that's the past.

In order to curb the ambitions of the Legion, they strengthened their determination to arm the alliance.

All changes are taking place quietly.

Compared with the turmoil of the overall situation, the Hump Kingdom, which is closest to the center of the nuclear explosion, seems to be a little "secure".

The nuclear bomb detonated in the valley was like a brick thrown into the sea. Although it caused a lot of waves, it was quickly submerged in the larger waves.

The king of the Camelback Kingdom visited the Petra Fortress and learned about the situation from the city lord.

Also arriving together was the high priest of the kingdom.

When the old man in a white robe learned the identity of Sesame Paste's "godly messenger", he immediately expressed his intention to canonize her as a saint.

At first, Sesame Paste was quite interested when he heard about this title. After all, which player would dislike unlocking too many titles?

However, when she learned that from now on she could only live in a palace specially prepared for her, she quickly refused the title in horror.

Being restricted to one place and unable to move around, what is the difference between this and being banned?

She didn't even need to teach Sisi, she immediately imitated the expression and tone of the magic stick, and made up a prophecy on the spot, indicating that her mission was over, and the Silver Moon Goddess summoned her to return to the country of yellow sand, and her stay would only be for the local residents. Bringing disaster like this.

The old priest of Petra Fortress was naturally reluctant to give up on this.

However, the high priest from the royal capital was not too forceful to persuade him to stay.

The guy didn't seem to really want her to stay here. He just pretended to stay for a while, and then regretfully said that he would respect the choice of the envoy.

Although he failed to unlock this achievement, Sesame Paste did not feel it was a pity.

Being able to travel with her friends is the most precious treasure to her, which is far beyond the comparison of a title.

And if you think about it from another angle, it might not be the best choice to just wave and leave, leaving a legend behind.

When it comes to open beta one day, there will always be other players setting foot on this land they have been to.

And when the time comes, how will the newbies interpret this bizarre legend?

Thinking about it, it’s strange to look forward to it...

Watching the skeleton regiment disappear on the horizon, Sisi, who was standing at the gate of the station, glanced at the residents and nobles who were seeing them off, touched his chin and muttered to himself.

"Well...it seems that our plan needs to speed up."

Tails tilted his head.

"plan?"

Sisi nodded.

"Well, the plan to acquire Golden Lion Coins."

In fact, after the victory dinner that day, people had already started to focus on this business.

Including the Earl of Ruskin.

Many nobles in the Petra Fortress also began to provide currency exchange services to the refugees outside the city in the name of "rescue."

In the past, a bag of gold lion coins could not be exchanged for one golden camel coin, but now ten gold lions can be exchanged for one golden camel.

Although it is only a small-scale exchange, it is not difficult to see that the position of some nobles in the Camelback Kingdom has begun to waver.

The outcome of one battle may not determine the direction of the entire war.

But the myth of the Legion's invincibility has unconsciously collapsed in everyone's hearts.

Nothing is invincible.

From the eyes that saw the Skeleton Corps away, she had already seen the dawn of victory...

At the same time, just as the Skeleton Corps was marching north, the capital of the Lion Kingdom, nearly a thousand kilometers away, was bustling like a festival.

The epic victory in the City of Fertility completely reversed the offensive and defensive postures of both sides in the war.

In the counterattack that lasted for three days, the Heart of Steel, the Storm Troops, and the Goblin Troops working together stole the show on the frontal battlefield with their excellent firepower and mobility.

It is only a matter of time before we help the Lion Kingdom regain its lost territory and completely liberate Oasis No. 9.

However, Chu Guang continued to advance in no hurry.

First, the alliance's expeditionary force was severely depleted of ammunition, especially the Heart of Steel's shells, and needed to return to Qingquan City for resupply.

Secondly, the Skeleton Corps had just set off from Oasis No. 4, and it would take some time to reach Oasis No. 9 and join the main force.

Putting aside these strategic factors, part of it is for political interests.

It costs money to fight wars, and it also costs money to give players mission rewards.

Someone has to pay for this stuff.

The king of the Lion Kingdom obviously knew this, and specially prepared a grand welcome celebration in the royal capital for them who came from afar.

Chu Guang planned to mention the series of things that Prince Kaliman had promised him, including "vassals", when he reviewed the Stormtroopers...