Chapter 786 Landing on the Coast of Death! (1/2)

"It seems that a lot of things have happened in the wasteland recently...in places we don't know about."

Heart of Steel, captain's room.

After listening to the recording sent by Fang Chang, a fatherly smile appeared on Chu Guang's face, although his handsome face did not look old at all.

"Yes, it is……"

Sitting on Chu Guang's right shoulder, Xiao Qi gently swayed her calves, held her cheeks in her hands, and continued with a leisurely expression.

"...I feel like it won't be long before the master can retire and focus on spending time with Xiao Qi."

"Hahaha."

Chu Guang smiled happily, turned off the holographic interface in front of him, and teased the little guy sitting on his shoulder.

"When I retire, I'm afraid it's still too early...but I'm afraid it won't take too long to live a retired life early."

To be honest, when he first recruited those guys, he really didn't expect them to be so capable, and sometimes they could even predict his predictions.

Although there are always some crazy people on the forum who make wild guesses, saying that "only the dragon and phoenix among men, the reincarnation of the king of soldiers, and the son-in-law of a dragon god" can get the helmet, but in fact, as long as you don't be too crazy, you have a chance to draw it. of.

Compared to the successful bosses in reality, he prefers to give ordinary people a chance to start a second life.

After all, what kind of kindness can compare with the "grace of reinvention"?

Even if only considered from the perspective of "brand loyalty", the players selected by this selection mechanism are more inclined to become the "maintenance of order" of the "Wasteland OL" virtual community, rather than impacting the existing order.

This is actually enough.

There is no shortage of geniuses in the wasteland, but there is a shortage of "normal people".

He never expected to use a group of genius brains to create a perfect utopia out of thin air, as long as his little players could do the things they were doing to the best of their ability.

However, although his requirements for the players are not high, these players can always exceed his expectations time and time again.

Chu Guang couldn't help but sigh, maybe it won't be long before the BOSS of his camp won't even have to appear on camera.

Smart little players have not only learned to update game content by themselves, but have even begun to design "game rules" for NPCs.

Just then, a communication request from the alliance staff popped up in the upper right corner of the holographic screen.

Seeing the call coming, Xiaoqi said "hey" and jumped off Chu Guang's shoulder consciously, sitting back on the pen holder at the foot of the table.

Without pausing, Chu Guang stretched out his index finger and selected the button to connect the communication. The light blue holographic beams quickly intertwined in the air to draw a bust of Lao Bai.

I saw that he was still wearing the "Dragoon" power armor, the XB-1 "Growler" bolter was on his shoulders, and behind him was the cabin of the landing ship.

Looking at Chu Guang with a solemn expression, Lao Bai, who was dressed in military uniform, stood his bolter beside his body, knocked his right fist on his breastplate and performed a military salute.

"...Dear Mr. Manager, the troops on the southern front have been assembled! Just waiting for your order, we can capture the coastline of Haiya Province for you at any time!"

The plan and operation code name for the landing operation had been decided long ago. Chu Guang had reviewed it a month ago and signed his name on it.

Before today, the players stationed on the North Island had rehearsed countless times for this upcoming battle.

Probably because he thought about the possibility of being included in the game's promotional PV, Lao Bai acted so strangely that he even made a special phone call before starting.

Rather than ignore his seriousness, Chu Guang straightened the expression on his face and seriously responded to the expectation in his eyes.

"Very good! I have seen victory in your eyes. The people of the Alliance are waiting for your triumph, be sure not to let down their expectations!"

"action!"

Staring into those majestic eyes, Lao Bai stood up straight and neatly closed the helmet's visor and eyepieces.

That's the sign that the powered armor has entered combat mode——

"yes!"

…

On the other side, in the synagogue illuminated by the holy light, there are thirteen extraordinary chairs in the circular conference room.

But there were only ten people sitting at the conference table.

The three absentees are Luo Gan, the "Beast King" and the "Human Emperor" who is commanding operations on the northern front line of Haiya Province.

And in the center of the conference table, a shadowy figure was standing. The dark gray robe looked out of place against the white robes around it.

Facing those scrutinizing eyes, Arzu felt his scalp numb slightly.

The situation today is completely different from when he stood here a year ago.

At that time, Luo Ganxin was defeated and the Jinhe City Diocese fell. The pioneers themselves were wondering if they had taken the wrong path, so he could stand here confidently and propose the idea of ​​the "Second Holy Church".

Not only did the forerunners sitting here have no confidence to refute him, the Holy Son also gave him enough trust and support, leaving the parish in the southern sea completely to him to take care of.

During this period, he and Charas cooperated with each other and came up with many good things, such as using the technology held by the survivors in the southern sea to arm mutants and so on.

These are all his contributions. Even if the Southern Sea Diocese later performed in a mess, no one can deny his contribution to the Torch Church.

But therein lies the problem.

South Sea Parish's performance was so poor that it overshadowed all his credit.

With the defeat of Charas and the occupation of the North Island by the Alliance, the Church of the Torch completely lost the opportunity to open up strategic space to the south.

Now they are like crickets in a cage, surrounded by people who want to send them to the gallows...

Facing those pairs of questioning eyes, Arzu swallowed his saliva and said bravely.

"There is no hope for the southern seas... Our brainwashing does not work on the local people."

Trying to justify his failure, he continued speaking rapidly.

"They are completely different from the survivors in Haiya Province and even Jinchuan Province. The wasteland there has been over for too long. The locals are no longer wastelanders in the classic sense. They are all residents of Vault 70... …This is different from our initial judgment.”

It's more than just that it doesn't work.

He was even used in turn by the captain of a certain destroyer to pass false information to Chalas.

The fishermen were more cunning than he imagined, and they treated him like the Laken of the sea.

"...However, we haven't lost yet, it's just that the plan to study the expansion of Nacho mycelium into the ocean has to be put on hold for a while."

Arzu took a deep breath, looked at the forerunners around him, and continued with a serious expression.

"How about going to the west? Since it is no longer realistic to capture Coral City in the short term... I suggest that we might as well shift our strategy to the west."

As he spoke, he waved his index finger gently, spread out a map in front of him, and pointed at the location of Borneo Province.

"This land is adjacent to Silver Moon Bay. Across the sea is the eastern part of the Great Desert. Straight across it along the equator is the center of the old world. The remains of the space elevator... It is said that there is a group of people who call themselves the Enlightenment Society. activities, they have explored clues related to the Torch Project just like us, and they should be able to understand our situation. "

"Although we have differences on fundamental issues, if we can get in touch with them, at least we don't have to face the pressure of the Adhesive Community alone."

"In addition, Borneo Province has a large number of survivors. Although those people are a little stupid and cannot help our research on a technical level, there is still no problem as a breeding ground for cultivating mutants. So..."

Arzu took a deep breath and looked around at the forerunners sitting at the table.

"I thought it would be a good place to go..."

The conference room was quiet for a while, without any sound.

If he didn't know very well that these pioneers didn't need to sleep, he almost thought that these old guys were asleep.

The first person to break the silence was the Son, who was sitting at the head of the conference table.

The man sighed and shook his head slightly.

"……it's useless."

Arzu was stunned.

His Adam's apple moved and he said anxiously.

"How could it be useless——"

"Because we have discussed the plan you mentioned a long time ago."

Interrupting his words with an unquestionable tone, the Holy Son stretched out his index finger and tapped it in the air. Light blue beams of light stretched forward, and in a few breaths, all the topography of Borneo Province was outlined. It came out, and it was still the topography of the Wasteland Era.

This picture was far more detailed than the thumbnail picture suspended in front of Arzu, and one could even see the mountains and rivers on the earth.

Apparently, the Apostle of the Torch had been there before and came to the conclusion after some careful investigation.

Looking at the apostle who was stunned, the Son continued in a calm tone.

"About ten years ago, we considered choosing Borneo Province as a starting point, where the post-war reconstruction committee did not interfere."

"There is a wider area than the Sea Coast Province, and there are more wastelanders living in chaos... and the most important thing is that it is far away from the sight of companies, colleges and the Great Rift Valley. Although it is being targeted by the Legion There is a risk, but the legion is unlikely to take action against us, and even if they want to take action, they will be across the desert, so they may not be our opponents."

"Then why?" Arzu looked at the Holy Son and asked eagerly, "Why don't we go there?"

If it were there, the academy would not be so quick to target them! Maybe they won't be discovered until they expand to Luoxia Province!

Of course, this may produce other variables, but they are nothing compared to the current situation.

Facing Arzu's confusion, the Holy Son's voice contained a rare hint of helplessness.

"Because...red soil."

Red soil?

Arzu was stunned.

What does this have to do with red soil? !

But as soon as he thought this, he suddenly came back to his senses.

Could it be——

As if confirming his guess, the Holy Son gently clenched his right hand into a fist.

The map of Borneo suspended in front of him turned into a ball of red soil like crumpled paper.

"Borneo has a special kind of soil, or a fungus attached to the soil. It has almost no effect on ordinary organisms, but it will drain the soil of nutrients and prevent all other microorganisms from growing in the soil...such as fungi. Typhoid bacteria, Clostridium botulinum, etc. They will be digested by the red soil like animal remains buried in it.”

There are no other miscellaneous harmful bacteria or viruses, which is actually one of the reasons why red soil can be eaten directly.

After all, normally speaking, people cannot eat soil not only because they cannot digest it, but also because the harmful substances contained in the soil may cause poisoning or even death.

The magic of red soil is that while it accumulates a small amount of nutrients, it kills most of the harmful substances.

In other words, if Nago comes up against this thing, there is a high probability that it will be swallowed up by the red soil and turn into a new red soil.

Arzu looked at the Holy Son in astonishment, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and he struggled to squeeze out a sentence from his mouth.

"This...how is it possible that something as rubbish as that can actually suppress the results we have spent more than ten years researching?"

"But it's true."

Looking at those shocked pupils, the Holy Son sighed softly and said.

"Also, don't underestimate that thing. It was completed by scholars from the Era of Prosperity in the early days of the Wasteland Era. You know how strong those scholars are. Singularity-level technology is actually theirs. Something that I almost touched but failed to touch.”

The apostle named Yule who was captured by the Alliance and imprisoned somewhere in the River Valley Province was a scholar from the Age of Prosperity.

The anti-radiation agent and radiation elimination agent that that guy completed in the early days of the Wasteland Era are still the "economically optimal solution" to remove radioactive damage from the wasteland two hundred years later.

"...According to the results obtained from our experiments, Nacho mycelium will be swallowed up by the red soil just like the corpses and feces buried in the red soil. If we cannot find a way to let Nago hyphae swallow up the red soil from a technical level, it will eventually expand rapidly The Nacho mycelium will in turn become a breeding ground for accelerated red soil reproduction, allowing the latter to rapidly expand like a weed in the savannah of Borneo.”

After a pause, the Holy Son continued.

"This is contrary to our philosophy and makes no sense."

The concept of the Torch Church is to allow the human species to ascend to a higher existence, not to become an edible "answer".

Therefore, they finally gave up their plan to enter the Borneo Province, and instead chose the relatively compromise Haiya Province as the first stop for the Kingdom of Heaven.

Although it is obvious that General Rowell could not have known what would happen two hundred years later, he did accidentally save the survivors of Borneo again.

Arzu swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty.

"...What if we use artificial methods to remove the red soil first?"

Just remove the red soil first and then plant the fruit——

"That would be the stupidest act of the century."

The Son interrupted him without hesitation and continued.

"That kind of thing can only wait for it to disappear slowly and naturally. We have tried for several years but have not found a biological solution."

In fact, there is no point in finding it now.

Starting a new business in Borneo under the noses of all forces may not be any less difficult than holding on under the siege of the Communities.

This is not just his opinion, the remaining nine forerunners here also have the same idea.

However, after hearing his reply, despair appeared on Arzu's face.

Noticing his expression, the Holy Son frowned slightly.

"What happened?"

Arzu was silent for a while, with a bitter expression on his face.

"The alliance's troops are gathering on the North Island in the southern seas. I'm worried-"

Before he could finish his words, the words that reached his lips were suddenly paused. He seemed to have been disconnected from the meeting, and his ethereal figure also swayed in a daze.

Seeing the sudden change in his body, the faces around the conference table had expressions of surprise, wondering what was going on.

"Is it a chip failure?"

"What the hell is this Arzu doing!"

"Can't he find a place with a better signal for such an important meeting?"

"That's why I said that retaining a mortal body is really troublesome..."

The sound of discussion spread on the conference table.

Seeing Arzu who had not reconnected for a long time, all the forerunners showed displeasure on their faces.

This guy took too long!

The Holy Son, who was sitting at the head of the conference table, frowned slightly, and there was a hint of something ominous in his empty eyes.

Logically speaking, he can sense the existence of every crystal element.

However, just now, he suddenly couldn't feel Arzu's presence...

…

In the sky above Haiya Province, an orange-red light pierced the sky like a sharp sword.

Following a sudden explosion, a dazzling white light flashed, and a wide-area electromagnetic pulse instantly enveloped an area of ​​tens of thousands of square kilometers below.

"Assault...?"

The blue-skinned mutants wandering along the coastline stopped what they were doing and raised their ugly heads.

It seemed like something exploded above their heads, but it had no effect on them at all, so that all the mutants had puzzled expressions on their faces.

In the end what happened?

On the other side, Arzu, who was sitting in an underground facility not far from the coastline, suddenly opened his eyes, with a hint of uncertainty in his cloudy pupils.

EMP!

The amount of information sent and received by bionic wafers is limited, and coupled with the particularity of the material itself, it is almost unaffected when faced with wide-area electromagnetic pulses.

However, bionic wafers are not everything in the sanctuary. In addition to bionic wafers, there are also signal base stations.

Only when the distance is not far, a decentralized network can be built in a "point-to-point" direct connection between Jing Yuan and Jing Yuan. For example, all Jing Yuan implanters are in the same settlement.

However, once the physical distance is extended to more than ten kilometers, signal base stations must be used to achieve "domain-to-domain" connections.

This is determined at the physical level.

At the same time, communication components that frequently send and receive electromagnetic wave information are far more susceptible to electromagnetic pulses than information processing components.

Especially when the EMP attack occurred, Alzu happened to be meeting in the temple meeting. In order to connect all the chips together and minimize the information blind area, almost all signal base stations were turned on.

This EMP shot immediately silenced him!

Especially since he was in an underground facility at the moment and had to rely on signal repeaters to connect to the external crystal group.

Even though the wired segment is still intact, the wireless segment is almost completely destroyed...

I'm afraid this is no longer a tactical-level weapon, but a strike from a strategic-level weapon.

"Damn...it's just at this time!"

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, cold sweat broke out on Arzu's forehead. He stood up suddenly, walked through the long and dark corridor, and hurriedly rushed into a control room.

The screen covering the entire wall was divided into hundreds of large and small squares, and almost 90% of the screens were covered in snowflake white.

The staff member sitting next to the monitoring terminal looked at Arzu with trepidation.

"...I don't know what happened just now, and it suddenly became like this?"

Arzu grabbed him by the collar and stared into his eyes.

"What about before this? Did anything appear on the surveillance camera?"

The guy who was grabbed by his collar stammered and couldn't say a word for a long time, and another staff member sitting not far from him said nervously.

"I seem to have seen a white light... flying from the direction of Beidao."

North Island!

Arzu's face changed wildly, and he quickly slipped his consciousness into the crystal in his mind, connecting to all the brains he could connect to in this underground facility.

"Transfer surface data underground! Sound the physical alarm! Put the beachhead troops into combat readiness!"

coming! ! !

The Alliance people are coming! ! !

His shoulders were shaking uncontrollably, and a trace of trembling appeared in his cloudy pupils.

But it was not all because of fear, but also partly because of excitement.

When he was in Jinhe City before, he had cleaned up the mess for Luo Gan and fought against people from the alliance.

Unfortunately, by the time he took over the endgame, the failure was almost irreversible.

But this time it was different from the past. All the layout of the Death Coast was done by him personally.

The opportunity to avenge one's shame is now at hand!

He should be happy——

No, what does "should" mean? He is just happy!

"Haha... finally here." Holding the wrist of his left hand tightly with his right hand, a maniacal laugh appeared in Arzu's mouth.

Looking at the shaking head, several staff members sitting in the monitoring room swallowed involuntarily.

Although the alliance is indeed difficult to deal with, there is no need for this guy to be so shaken...

…

The reason why the "Dragon" missile carrying a strategic-level EMP warhead launched by Beidao was able to penetrate the soul in one shot was not because of the players' luck.

The time and coordinates of the strike were carefully calculated to ensure maximum destruction of the communication systems of enemy forces along the Death Coast.

In fact, since the alliance troops landed on the North Island, the communication base station set up on the North Island has been monitoring the electromagnetic wave signals in the Haiyia Province.

Although the encryption technology of the Torch Church is not weak, even the Allied Forces of the Adhesive Community, which gathered talents from all parties, could not crack its password. However, for a "deserted and inhabited" province, it is difficult to judge the "meeting" of the Torch Church. Time is so easy.

It is enough to directly look at the time of the peak of the electromagnetic wave, and where the signal is densely exploded.

Sure enough, as everyone had guessed, this electromagnetic pulse stunned the mutants on the coastline, and they stayed there for a long time without moving.

Obviously, because the information nodes were destroyed, the frontline troops could not receive signals from the rear headquarters at all.

North Island Combat Command Center.

The staff sitting in front of the control terminal were communicating nervously and excitedly.

"The EMP detonated successfully! Confirmed that the strike was effective!"

"Our air force has arrived over the enemy! It has successfully destroyed the enemy's communication facilities and active illumination radar!"

"Well done!"

"Transmit the ground scanning data to the frontline landing troops!"

"Synchronizing!"

At the same time, on a blue sea, eight landing ships were advancing towards the Death Coast under the escort of the South China Sea Alliance fleet.

The thick and long barrels are like the spears of the Lancers, pointing directly in the direction of the coastline.

General Lee Ming Hui, the wartime president of the South China Sea Alliance, stood on the bridge of the cruiser Harpoon.

It's not just him.

His mysterious and wealthy "old friend" Duke Nihak was also standing on the bridge.

Although Nihak took the initiative to apply to board the ship to watch the battle, standing here, his legs couldn't help but feel weak. His astonished face completely lost the usual ease and confidence, and his lips that opened and closed trembled from time to time.

This... is the fleet of the South China Sea Alliance?

He unconsciously glanced at Li Minghui, who was standing next to him, and saw that the president, who usually looked polite, seemed to be a different person at this moment.

No--

It should be said that this is his original appearance.

This guy was originally a general, but he only took the position of president because he was in urgent need of power... He actually forgot about such an important matter!

The two eyes under the sword-shaped eyebrows were like flashing thunder, staring at the front of the bridge meticulously.

Duke Nihak swallowed and wanted to say something to cover up his discomfort. However, he was suppressed by the aura and could not say a word.

"The whole ship obeys the order! Prepare the guns!"

A sonorous and powerful voice suddenly sounded, startling Nihak who was distracted.

Li Minghui, who was holding the communicator in his right hand and staring straight ahead, suddenly shouted.

"Spread the barrage and shoot eight rounds!"

"fire--!"

The moment the words fell, deafening explosions suddenly spread from both sides of the flagship. I saw thick and long tongues of fire spurting forward, and the billowing smoke split the waves!

"boom!!!"

The sound of whooshing through the air cut across the battlefield, and deadly fire bloomed on the beach of the Death Coast!

At the same time, the eight landing ships opened the hatches directly ahead. One after another, the "Alligator" amphibious armored vehicles rushed into the sea like dumplings in the pot, pushing through rows of waves and heading towards the Smoky coastline!

Also dropped along with it was a landing craft and skirmishers sitting in the landing craft.

Iron, fire and sea are now connected, and the whizzing shells and rockets are like an interlude pipe organ, continuously passing over the heads of the players, causing a rain of death on the coastline.

The blood seems to be burning!

The players squatting in the landing craft clenched the rifles in their hands, and their eyes were filled with excitement and high fighting spirit!

It's time to end this!

The chaos that corrodes the earth——

A loud roar rang out from the communication channel, even covering the screams of the mutants on the coastline.

"For the Alliance!!!"

"charge!!!"