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Chapter 150 Legion!

The wilderness in the northwest of Qingquan City.

Snow-covered pine and elm trees emerged from the dilapidated country houses, and withered yellow seabuckthorn swayed under the collapsed buildings. The only road had been buried by time, and the sky was covered with snow.

This is the junction of Qingquan City and TS City, and it is also the border of the southern urban agglomeration in the River Valley Province.

Although geographically, this original urban area is closer to TS City, but in terms of administrative division, it belongs to Qingquan City, which has a larger population and denser industries.

It has a name full of original ecological flavor, that is, Elm District.

There used to be a large number of elms and cypresses planted here, and now only those evergreen trees survive.

In that distant Utopian era, this area was once a famous summer resort.Due to the Linghu Lake in the south, the low mountains and gentle hills in the west, the occasional breeze and sunset in the forest always make this place full of poetry. Those residents of the two cities who are tired of urban life often come here to live a life of seclusion for a few days. .

Since there are no tall buildings here, and every household has a lawn the size of a basketball court, some people will plant some primitive crops in the backyard, causing the survivors in this area to be self-sufficient for a period of time in the early days of the Wasteland Era, forming a Family-based agricultural communities.

Of course, it is now deserted.

The wildly growing green plants have replaced the traces of civilization. In just a few decades, the greening rate of this idyllic small village has soared from 60% to 100%. Now it is impossible to distinguish the edge of the forest from the ruins.

Facts have proved that once human beings adapt to industrialization, it is difficult to leave industry for too long.

Even though many people are clamoring that they are tired of the hustle and bustle of the city, 99% of them will not be able to bear it if they return to the agricultural age.

And those primitive crops grown as a hobby, not to mention feeding the refugees who poured in here, are not enough for the locals to eat themselves.With the onset of the harsh winter, farming communities, large and small, soon disappeared into the snow.

Due to the lack of recyclable garbage and the presence of dangerous alien species, few survivors visit here, only some merchants who are not afraid of death will choose to settle here.

However, now, this deserted urban area that no one cares about, is rarely bustling.

A group of uninvited guests came from the north and stepped here in a mighty way.

They held bolt-action iron-barreled rifles of uniform style, cheap wooden buttstocks, and barrels that were even clumsy castings.There was no armor or uniform, save for a tattered fur coat and frayed boots barely covering the body.

The only uniform equipment on them is probably the electric shock collar around their necks.

These people are unquestionably human.

It's just that the brilliance and rationality of civilization can't be seen in those beast-like pupils.

Holding rifles and wearing collars, they are more like a group of tamed monkeys.And those junior officers who held the remote control and followed them to urge them forward were more like real people.

A knowledgeable person can tell at a glance the identity of those wearing collars.

Human clones!
And it's the cheapest one!
In the entire Central Continent, there is probably only one organization that can "domesticate" human clones on a large scale and efficiently, and put them into the battlefield in an organized manner.

That's Legion!
Standing next to a dilapidated house, the man in a dark blue coat looked at the troops marching forward, his vulture-like gaze was as sharp as a dagger.

His name is Vanus.

Whether it was in the headquarters of the legion or in the Eastern Legion to which he belonged, this was an unattractive name.

However, contrary to that ordinary name, he has the ambition to become a general.

The desire for honor and power prompted him to join the Eastern Expeditionary Force, follow in the footsteps of General Klaas, and march eastward towards the Great Rift Valley in the northern part of the River Valley Province.

Legend has it that the "enterprise" in the Far East also sent an expedition there, but unfortunately failed.

However, Vanus didn't want to express any views on the failure of the company, and even sneered.

In his opinion, those weak people who are greedy for enjoyment and huddled in the interior of a province do not understand what war is, and it is only natural that they will lose.

But the Legion is different.

They are warriors born to fight, flesh and blood driven by an iron will.

Whether it is a clone, a freeman or a citizen, from the moment they are born, the iron law of the Legion will be branded in the hearts of each of them.

Even without advanced equipment, they can still march in four directions at the same time relying on their desire for victory and glory and the will to win in their bones, laying down a vast and boundless territory on a wasteland of ruins, making countless tribes big and small Bow your head and proclaim yourself a vassal, offering slaves and tribute.

Sooner or later, the fertile Great Rift Valley will surrender under the iron hooves of the legion, and the Lions banner will be without any exception. They will use the seven-day massacre to punish those stubborn resisters and pay homage to the dead souls.

Although the war has been deadlocked for a year, Vanus has no doubts about it.

They are almost victorious!
Originally, he and his subordinates would participate in the winter offensive, but at this moment, a piece of news that could not be ignored came from afar.

A moving fortress is heading west!

According to the intelligence gathered, that fortress came from the far east coast, and was dominated by a group of nobles from the enterprise--in their own words, of course, high-ranking employees.Judging from the route, they seem to be planning to go west to find the whereabouts of Shelter 0.

Coincidentally, the Legion was also interested in Vault 0.

But logically speaking, this is not something that the expeditionary army should intervene, and it is not a wise choice to divide the troops to provoke the people of the enterprise at this juncture.

Vanus raised an objection to General Klaas, but the objection was dismissed.

According to General Klass, in order to break through the unbreakable Holy Shield system of the Great Rift Valley, the expeditionary force needs this mobile fortress to process nuclear materials for them and produce cheap and easy-to-use nuclear warheads.

Although reluctant to admit it, their tactical nuclear bombs are almost exhausted...

"How far are we from that fortress?"

Hearing the chief's voice, the lieutenant behind Vanus reported in a deep voice.

"Ten kilometers to go, sir."

Vanus nodded and said.

"Just stop here, as long as they are not blind, they must have found us."

The Legion doesn't have too dark technology, but it doesn't mean they haven't seen it.

Vanus' thinking is clear.

Build fortifications, set up positions in the jungle terrain, and hit their rear with artillery to force them to surrender.

I believe that as soon as the cannon fires, those soft-legged shrimps that have never fought a tough battle will make a mess by themselves.

"Lay out tinfoil and insulation foam, set up HQ here!"

Stepping on the concrete bricks under his feet, he looked towards Vanus in the south, his eyes narrowed.

"Those tin cans are hard to deal with, but they can't stay there forever."

"We'll wait for them here!"

……

The Trailblazer, a light fixed-wing drone, took off from above the fort and circled along the edge of the Elm Quarter,

At the same time, the combat command center.

Lu Yang stared at the snowflake-like bright spots on the screen, and gradually frowned.

"People from the Legion?"

The drone operator at the console replied.

"It should be, Captain."

There are more than 2 bright spots that are flickering and dimming, distributed on the front line that is 2 kilometers wide and [-] kilometers deep, like beans sprinkled on the ground.

He couldn't think of any other possibility besides the Legion.

Lu Yang had heard before that the members of the legion possessed a certain DNA segment that was banned in the pre-war society, which could increase the development speed of the entire life cycle of clones to 8 times that of normal people.

These mass-produced cloned slaves only need one to two months to develop from embryos to babies that can leave the cabin.After being sent to a crowded nursery, they go through childhood in a year that normally takes eight years.

During this one year, they will learn the language, or it doesn't matter if they don't, when the time comes, they will be sent to a facility similar to an arena, where they will spend their second year - that is, teenagers stage.

At this stage, their mortality rate is as high as 50%, and some elite screening facilities can even reach 70%.These facilities will not teach them how to fight, they are only used as a sieve to screen those who can adapt to the battlefield, or enough ferocious beasts.

Those who come out alive will be sent to the front line on their 2nd birthday to become qualified cannon fodder.

Since the development speed is 8 times that of normal people, their theoretical life span is only 10-15 years.

But that's not much of a weakness, because in fact they don't live that long at all.The legion has never stopped fighting. Whether it is fighting against alien species, barbarians, mutants, or other survivor strongholds, the average lifespan of the cannon fodder on the front line is less than 3 years, and the longest is no more than 5 years.

There is a saying that many dungeons where raiders assimilated slaves were traced back to the Legion.They locked the captured slaves into dungeons, made them fight for food, destroyed their spirit and rationality, turned the surviving lunatics into cannon fodder, and the surviving cannon fodder became their own people...

Legions don't usually have the last move, though.

This mass-produced clone can only be a slave, and its final fate can only be death in battle.

In order to ensure the combat effectiveness of these cannon fodder, they will wear an electric shock collar for each cannon fodder, and every ten cannon fodder will be equipped with a junior officer to supervise the battle, that is, the ten commander of the legion.

The team of nearly 2000 people seems huge, but most of the cannon fodder can't actually form a combat force. In contrast, what Lu Yang cares more about is why these people appear here.

"Did they say anything?"

"They didn't respond to our radio requests, either they didn't have a radio at all, or they didn't want to talk to us."

Lujan nodded.

"The former possibility can be ruled out."

"That's the last one left," Li De said cautiously, looking at Captain Lu. "We still have 4 tactical nuclear bombs left, more than enough to deal with 2000 people."

"This is the most optimistic scenario. 2000 people stand in the square and let you blow it up." Yi Hai, the adjutant of the Marine Corps, shook his head. "They scattered in the forest and built fortifications, unless we razed the entire forest to nothing." Flat ground... But this is impossible, and a conservative estimate is 40."

Not to mention, the opponent is scattered in a terrain mixed with jungle and city ruins, and there are obstacles and bunkers everywhere under that terrain.

They only need to dig a few foxholes to greatly reduce the threat of explosives.And those beast-like cloning lunatics basically don't have morale problems, and they go crazy when the switch on their necks is opened, which is better than stimulants.

Lu Yang thought about it and said, "Unless you get one with a large enough equivalent."

Before Li De could speak, his secretary Wang Jie shook his head and said, "The reserves of uranium 235 are not enough, too much was used before. The deuterium can only be extracted at the seaside. If it is produced... with our remaining energy, it is basically unnecessary to think about it. .”

By the end of the era of prosperity, the use of nuclear energy on this planet has evolved from the early DD fusion to the third generation of controllable nuclear fusion.

That is pure helium triple fusion.

Under this reaction principle, two helium triatoms undergo a fusion reaction to produce two protons and one helium atom, and no neutrons will be produced in between.

The Pioneer is using this kind of technology, so it is naturally impossible to store tritium with a half-life of only 12 years.

Li De rubbed his eyebrows and said with a headache.

"So what do we do now? Are we watching them build fortifications under our noses? They are less than four kilometers away from our resource collection point! As long as they move a little further east, they will find our construction site! "

"Maybe they've figured it out, they're just too busy digging right now," a Marine Corps veteran offered a plausible hypothesis.

"Let's do it! It's nothing to be polite with them! The longer you delay, the harder this bone will be." The adjutant of the Marine Corps put his fist on the table, "The range of ten kilometers is already dangerous, we can't let them continue go down."

Kindness does not mean weakness.

Besides, since they are members of the legion, there is no need to hold back against the group of organized predators.

Lu Yang was not an indecisive person. He squeezed his chin and pondered for a moment. After weighing the pros and cons, he made a decision in only three seconds.

"Attack at eight o'clock in the evening!"

The legion has very little high-tech equipment, and the darkest technology is no more than individual nuclear bomb launchers and laser rifles. It is mainly equipped with elite troops.

As for these people, they are obviously far from the elite, probably only some recoilless guns or rocket launchers, let alone self-guided rockets, and they may not even have wire guides.

The Marine Corps of the Trailblazer Corps not only has powerful power armor, but also integrates night vision goggles and thermal imaging functions in the helmet eyepiece, and there are small fixed-wing aircraft in the sky for air support.

When it gets dark, just beat them as if they were blind!
Lu Yang, who was staring at the big screen, narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Since they refuse to communicate."

"Then use the caliber to teach them to speak the human language!"

……

Action camp.

The players who went to the northern city to pick up garbage are returning from the construction site, talking and laughing, and changing shifts with the Africans and newbies who came from the outpost.

Standing in the center of the camp, looking at the vast sea of ​​people returning from a distance, Quit Smoking raised his voice and shouted excitedly.

"Group leader! Fang Chang! Blast! Ye Shi! Where are you?"

After shouting for a while, not long after, four little players who looked like they had drilled out of a coal mine came over and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

"Okay, buddy, you're finally here."

Quit smoking: "Hey, I will cry if I talk too much! Who are you?"

Fang Chang smiled and said, "I'm Fang Chang! The one who doesn't shave is Lao Bai, the one next to him is Ye Shi, and the one who is boring is Kuang Feng."

Ye Shi said with a hippie smile: "I don't agree! What do you mean I am the most coquettish? Isn't the most coquettish Fengfeng? Don't look at this guy who doesn't talk usually, and can get into the first echelon with the intelligence department. Isn't that enough to show how good he is? Obscene?"

Kuangfeng: "Get out."

Lao Bai went up and patted Quit Smoking on the shoulder, smiled heartily and said.

"It's really not easy for you! I remember that you made an appointment in version 0.1, right? It should be the best time to make an appointment at that time. There are more and more people behind, making it even more difficult to arrange!"

Excitement on the face of quitting smoking: "Hey, I will cry if I talk too much! I really watched the appointment threshold change from 10 questions to 100 questions, and I smoked 7 times in a row, but I missed one. gone."

Lao Bai sighed: "It's okay, you are not the only African. You didn't see that many brothers on the forum have started to update "Queuing Diary". Much better."

"Actually, it's quite a lot," Fang Chang said with a smile. "Which game company can credit so many devices to players for free? There are already 400 helmets, right? Everyone is waiting anxiously. The main reason is that the game is a bit high in completion. It took me so long to encounter a bug, and I’m honestly surprised.”

Ye Shi laughed and said, "Brother Guang said, I'm working overtime right now, even if you lick me, I can't hear what you're talking about."

Fang Chang: "Damn! Is your father this kind of person!"

Lao Bai put his right hand on Quit Smoking's shoulder.

"Stop talking nonsense, Brother Quit Smoking, we're going back to the outpost in a while, and there's still a book that hasn't been brushed over there. Fujiteng pointed out the weaving technology two days ago, so many people behind are waiting to change their armor, Devil Moth The demand for the cocoon will definitely go up. It just so happens that the task here has also been completed, and we plan to spend some time to knock down the B1 floor of the greenhouse ruins."

"Just follow the big team for a while, get familiar with the operation first, the process of this game is quite simple."

"When you return to the outpost, we will take you to the next level!"

Hearing that he had a thigh to take with him, Quit immediately nodded happily, with a smile on his face.

"Okay, boss! I must move the bricks and get the equipment out first, so I promise not to delay!"

Ye Shiyi's face was filled with emotion.

"Your newcomers are really a bit lucky. You caught up with the expansion pack as soon as you came out, and it was a big expansion pack with a new map! Once you get the reward of this expansion pack, you will graduate from Novice Village directly. It's not like ours back then , You have to set up your own stove to burn cement and iron blocks, and fight with bows and arrows and spears."

"Yeah, compared to 'Land Boating', 'Winter is Coming' is a younger brother, who needs equipment and no equipment, food and food, doesn't even have a PV for painting cakes, and has to hold bricks and Ula " Fang Chang also expressed emotion, "This wave of you is simply chosen by heaven, and you will have everything as soon as you come out."

Quitting Smoking touched his nose embarrassingly, and said with a smile.

"Low-key, hehe... After you say that, I suddenly feel that I'm lucky."

Ye Shi laughed.

"Is your heart full of emotion?"

"That is required!"

At this time, there was a sudden billowing thunder in the distance.

The five friends of the herd of cattle and horses looked towards the north side together, wondering what happened behind the snow curtain.

However, at this moment, Ye Shi's expression suddenly changed slightly.

The premonition of crisis welling up in his mind made him shout almost instinctively.

"Lie down!"
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(The next chapter will be updated at 2:30! October [-]/[-]!)
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