This game is too real.

Chapter 380 That airship should be quite valuable, right?

Eighty kilometers east of Ruigu City.

The camp of the corporate expedition.

The thunder billowing in the distance caused the soldiers from the east coast to stop their work and look to the west.

"What is that sound?"

"It's thundering?"

"Not like..."

"Sounds like something exploded."

"It's strange. When I was in Dawn City, I specifically asked the caravan from the west. I didn't hear that there was a war nearby."

The soldiers whispered.

In the center of the camp, at the gate of the tent.

Standing next to Captain Yun Song, logistics officer He Ding looked a little nervous.He often travels north and south, and he is extremely sensitive to danger.

He knew very well that the sound was definitely not thunder or something.

"Was that a nuclear bomb just now?"

Yun Song frowned slightly.

"I don't know."

The nuclear bomb is actually nothing terrible, it is just a cost-effective weapon, and there are many more powerful weapons than it in the wasteland.

What really caught his attention was the power contained in that voice.

According to his experience, the equivalent of its explosion is at least ten tons.

Regardless of whether it is a nuclear weapon or not, this power is enough to make them vigilant.

However, the strange thing is that according to the information they investigated in Dawn City, from Qingquan City to the east to Luoxia Province, there should be no other regional powers.

At most there are small scattered settlements of survivors.

Although the number of people is not small, they obviously do not have the ability to manufacture such weapons.

Hedin said in a low voice.

"I suggest changing the direction of progress. Before entering Luoxia Province, we should try our best to avoid participating in regional conflicts..."

Yun Song thought for a while, then nodded.

"Ah."

……

The northwest side of Ruigu City.

The camp directly below the Heart of Iron.

Rachel, who was sitting in the tent, had a gloomy face like the clouds outside the tent.

Especially when he heard that Vito, the most powerful hunter under his command, died in battle, and died in humiliation under the enemy's artillery, he clenched his fists angrily.

"This group of bedbugs hiding here and there..."

When those guys are caught, he vows to torture them with the cruelest punishment until they shed their last drop of blood and swallow their last breath.

At this time, the door curtain opened.

The guard who entered the tent gave a military salute, interrupting his thoughts.

"My lord, the officers of the general staff are outside."

Hearing this sentence, Rachel's expression froze slightly, and it took three to five seconds before he spoke slowly.

"Please come in."

"Yes!"

Watching the guard turn and leave, Rachel, who pondered for a long time, sighed softly, and slowly relaxed his tense shoulders.

The parachute was not found.

The half-dead corporate employee also escaped.

Not only that, but he also lost two marine units and a reconnaissance team composed of three awakened ones.

At this time, the staff department sent someone over, and it was self-evident what they planned to do.

The curtain was lifted again.

An officer in a neat uniform came in from outside.

Rachel noticed that he had just seen this person during the day.

However, unlike when I saw it during the day, the expression and demeanor on the officer's face were significantly more serious.

Knowing that the person in front of him was probably here to ask questions, Rachel didn't speak, but kept her mouth shut quietly, waiting for him to speak up.

However, to Rachel's surprise, he did not wait for the punishment of demotion.

Instead, I heard an unexpected arrangement...

"General McLennan appointed you as the command of the land battle. We will deploy more troops to the ground tomorrow morning."

"Until the deployment order is revoked, this force will be under your full command."

Hearing what the officer in front of him said, Rachel's eyes suddenly showed obvious surprise.

As if seeing his surprise, the officer of the staff department continued.

"According to the judgment of the staff department, the company employees we are chasing are suspected to have joined the company's reinforcements. There are indications that the unknown armed forces who ambushed our patrol tonight are people from the company!"

"The loss of the 29th and 31st Marine Corps is not your fault. It is our lack of intelligence in the area that caused the accident."

"Captain McLenne asked you to behave well, wash away this shame with the blood of your enemies, and avenge the brothers who died tonight!"

The look of surprise retracted from his eyes, Rachel took a deep breath and said seriously.

"I will."

"Use your actions to prove that the captain is waiting for your news."

After leaving this sentence, the officer of the staff department did not stop, turned around and left the camp neatly.

His eyes were fixed on the curtain of the camp tent.

Rachel clenched her fists, then slowly loosened them, her eyes flashed with fighting intent, and she chewed those words over and over again.

As if to bite it into pieces and swallow it.

"I will!"

……

The boiling mountain fire burned all night, and it was not gradually extinguished until the night faded.

However, the anger of the legion did not subside. The destruction of the two marines put the Heart of Steel into the highest level of alert.

And that thunder-like cannonade also made the survivors in the entire Ruigu City sleepless all night.

Early morning hours.

The commotion is far from over.

The Iron Heart airship continued to deliver armaments to the ground, and the deployment scale had reached a whole thousand-man team, and the position fortifications under construction was being constructed according to the standard of three thousand-man teams.

A dozen Marine detachments were dispatched to search the eastern suburbs for the three girls with the two bears and the mortar emplacement that fired on their patrol last night.

According to reports from soldiers who had escaped, they were attacked by at least a centurion equipped with a highly mechanized exoskeleton.

no doubt.

That's corporate reinforcements!
But General McLennan is not worried, so what if it is reinforcements from the company?
Just a bunch of weak guys.

Just to catch them all!
At the same time, Marine Commander Rachel, under the instruction of the airship staff, began to send "armed lobbyists" to the surrounding areas.

With the aftermath of last night's cannonball, it happened to convey General McLennan's will to the survivor settlements in the vicinity——

or surrender.

or perish!

……

On the other side, east of Ruigu City.

In the mountainous area about five kilometers away from the center of the explosion, more than [-] players of the Stormtroopers are resting.

At this moment, the sky is not completely bright, and there is a gray twilight in the distance.

Although some people suggested that they could camp farther away, Brother Quanshui said that places that seem dangerous are the safest.

After dawn, there is a high probability that the Legion will send people to search eastward, but there is a high probability that the focus of the search will not be near the explosion area.

What's more, the terrain here is high and the view is wide.

Even if there is a situation, it can be transferred in time.

After more than 30 hours of forced marching, and after the work was done, they had a fight with the legion's patrol team. Even if the people were strong enough to resist, their equipment could not bear it.

Most players' exoskeletons have run out of battery.

Fortunately, the truck with the tail was equipped with a wood-fired generator.

The unloaded exoskeletons lined up beside the truck.

Kakarot took a few strength-type players to a nearby forest to cut trees, and a few agility-type players helped everyone prepare food.

Rourou took Teddy, who was no longer waking up, to a nearby mountain, intending to find a place where scavengers couldn't reach and bury him.

Tail and sesame paste also accompanied her.

Although Sisi also wanted to follow, but he was too seriously injured and could only stay in the camp.

Finding an empty corner, she used the medical tools in the car to perform a minor operation on herself, and took out the bullet stuck in her body.

Because the operation is not very skilled, blood is all over the ground, but fortunately, after a while of tinkering, it is still rewarding.

"It's done!"

Seeing the deformed bullet in the tweezers, Sisi heaved a sigh of relief, and casually threw it into the aluminum box, intending to keep it as a souvenir.

Although the recovery speed of physique players far exceeds that of ordinary people, it is not to the extent that mutants' "wounds heal at a speed visible to the naked eye".

Simple bandages and sutures can make the wound heal faster. Sisi reckons that he will probably be able to fight side by side with his partners by this time tomorrow.

After suturing the wound, she removed a box of new bandages and replaced them with a new one. She admired her masterpiece with satisfaction, and then returned to the truck.

Breakfast will be ready in a while, and Kakarot and his party have just returned with firewood to use for the stove and generator.

The other players sat in a circle, most of them yawning exhaustedly.

Only Brother Quanshui, who was standing in the middle, was talking about his battle plan to everyone with a full face at the moment.

"...Airships can store a lot of supplies, but their supplies are not unlimited after all! Thousands of troops, not to mention how much food they have to eat every day, can fill a truck with just shit!"

I yelled the most darkly: "Fuck, can you not do this before dinner?"

Spring Water Commander said with a smile.

"Just an example!"

"The Heart of Iron has dropped its anchor chain. If they plan to stay on a monthly basis, they will definitely collect supplies on the spot and get supplies from the local area as much as possible—whether it is paying dinars or using By force."

"And this is an opportunity for us!"

Looking at the players with piercing eyes, he continued.

"We need to distinguish between those who are bought by them and those who are coerced by them, and then win over the part that can be won over!"

Sisi thought for a while and said.

"But how many survivors who dared to resist the Legion live here?"

Commander Springs said with a smile.

"We don't need them to blatantly resist, we can fight tough battles."

"We only need them to provide us with a little help within their ability!"

Even if it's just to tell them the location of the legion patrol.

Even if it's just to remind them when the convoy to collect supplies will come.

There was a hint of surprise in the warlord's eyes.

"I understand, it's guerrilla warfare, right?"

"correct!"

Commander Quanshui nodded approvingly and continued.

"There is a high probability that the members of the legion will go to the nearby survivor settlements during the day, so we will go against them and go at night!"

"After dinner, everyone will go offline and return to the status. Let's talk about the specific combat plan in the group."

As he spoke, he cast his eyes on Sisi who was at the side, and said with a smile.

"Brother, can I trouble you to keep a corpse?"

Sisi smiled.

"Small things, don't bother, Awei and I will help to watch."

She just lay down on the truck for a while, her fatigue level has dropped, and she is not very sleepy now, just wait for Tail and the others to come back and sleep for a while.

Quan Shui clenched his fists and said with a smile.

"Well! Then please!"

……

Most of the players who arrived in Ruigu City with Brother Quanshui were full-time players.

Even if there are a few who are not full-time, they all have relatively free time. Otherwise, it would be impossible to perform long-distance raids for more than [-] hours in a row.

After a full meal, everyone agreed on the time to go online, and then found a place to lie down without getting in the way, and logged out of the game.

As for the equipment and game characters, Sisi helped to watch them.

The members of the White Bear Knights were originally members of the Storm Corps, and they were teammates who played together several versions ago, so naturally there was no question of trust or distrust.

After going offline.

Commander Spring Aite gathered all the members in the guild group of the Storm Corps, and divided the twenty or so team members who arrived first with him into three groups.

Group A is mainly composed of agility and perception players, and is responsible for scouting the surrounding terrain. Group B is mainly composed of players who can easily communicate with NPCs, and is responsible for collecting information on survivor settlements in the vicinity.

As for Group C, it is composed of the battlefield atmosphere group and a few players who like guns. They continue to move westward and are responsible for searching and attacking the legion's patrol team.

How many people are killed is not the point.

Mainly through frequent harassment, the enemy's line of sight is strategically disrupted, causing them to misjudge their own position and number of people.

As for the task of searching the entrance to Vault 79, Quanshui planned to leave it to Tail and the others after it went online.

On the one hand, he felt that the tail seemed to be very interested in things like treasure hunting, and on the other hand, considering that they did not bring advanced equipment, high-frequency mobile operations would be more difficult.

There are completely two ways to play this game wearing an exoskeleton and not wearing an exoskeleton.

It's not about ability, it's purely a matter of fit.

……

When the morning sun shines on the land of the River Valley Province, the Boulder City, which is far away from the edge of the third ring road in Qingquan City, is peaceful and peaceful at this moment.

No matter how powerful the 400mm main gun is, the shock wave will never reach here.

unless--

Someone is going to add fire to it.

"Extra!"

Running in the streets and alleys of Boulder City, the newspaper boy carrying a canvas bag sent the temporarily printed newspaper to the tavern and grocery store that cooperated with the "Survivor Daily", and also stuffed it into the customer's window and door seam.

The impromptu printing of the newspaper has only one page.

The photo printed in the newspaper is a continuation of the headline of the newspaper that just came out in the morning.

Huge bomb craters were printed in the mountain depression, and the shock wave swept across the entire forest, and the fiery red flames were like boiling mushroom clouds.

Below the photo, there is a line of thought-provoking text——

[Heart of Steel's 400mm main gun!Just six shots are enough to level the entire outer city! 】

This is of course an exaggerated metaphor.

However, after such a comparison, the melon eaters who had no concept of power at first realized how terrifying the power of this thing was.

Gray Squirrel Clothing Store.

Sier, who was sitting behind the counter, was tilting his chair, his hairy arms were resting on his tall belly, and he was holding a warm newspaper in his hand.

The reason why he subscribed to "Survivor Daily" was very simple. He mainly wanted to read the advertisements and learn about the new trendy styles in Dawn City.

However, the occasional news published above also interested him very much.

Although Mr. House's broadcast is exciting, but that guy's voice is like a spirit leaf, which only has a refreshing effect, and there is no nutrition other than that.

The "Daily Survivor" was different, with all kinds of news, and in addition to what happened in Boulder City, it occasionally reported news from the outside world.

"... Ruigu City, I seem to have heard of it somewhere."

Hearing Schill's muttering in a low voice, the old friend Rob, who was picking and choosing in his shop, replied casually.

"Of course you have heard that it is the southeast corner of the River Valley Province, the west gate of the southern corridor, and most of the caravans passing through Boulder City will pass by there."

"Yes, it's there!"

There was a look of surprise in Xie Er's eyes, and he sat up straight from the chair, "It's really strange, the Legion actually went there... Shouldn't they be causing trouble in the Great Rift Valley in the north?"

"Legion?!"

The index finger rubbing against the "work of art" stopped, and Rob looked away from the dummy mannequin's legs, looked back at Schill sitting behind the counter, and couldn't help asking.

"What nonsense are you talking about, what is the Legion doing here?"

He runs Queen of the Night, the most famous bar in Boulder City, which is not only a well-known gold-selling cave, but also a gathering and distributing center for mixed fish and dragons.

Not only nobles from the inner city would come to him for fun, but also mercenaries who had made a fortune would be happy to contribute chips to him.

No one is better informed than White Shark at the Pirate's Bay bar.

"Look at what happened this morning."

Xie Er stuffed the newspaper in his hand, together with the one just delivered to the outsider, to his old friend, "Isn't this photo fake?"

After taking the newspaper, Rob took a hasty glance, his eyes quickly widened into two chips.

"Heart of Iron?! Wait, I think I've heard of this guy!"

Ciel looked at him strangely.

"Where did you hear that?"

With disbelief written all over his face, Robb spoke quickly.

"A caravan from the west! Just two months ago! They said that the legion landed in the oasis where the sun set, and there was a steel fortress floating above their heads... Damn, I thought that guy You're bragging!"

The 400mm main gun that burned everything...

This caliber can squeeze others in!
Imagining that scene, Rob couldn't help shrinking his neck.

He really couldn't think about it further, how this big guy flew to the door of his house.

"Don't worry too much, the Lord City Lord will definitely not let it fly to us." Seeing the guy's exaggerated reaction, Sil had a weird expression, but he still said comfortingly.

"That's hard to say...Last year, I don't know if it was the Legion or the Enterprise, they dropped a nuclear bomb in the Elm District in the north, and it didn't end there." Robb couldn't help complaining.

Wish someone could take care of this.

By the way, isn't there a bunch of nosy guys in the north?

Xizhou City is about 100 kilometers away from here, and Ruigu City may be a little farther, but it's not too far away.

Boulder City still has a huge wall, and there are a lot of fixed weapons installed on the huge wall, and those people have nothing, and they have planted a large field. After all, they will do something, right?
Compared with the annoying Legion, of course the bumpkins are cuter.

A trace of melancholy appeared on Robb's face.

Can they win?

……

Rob is not alone in having similar concerns.

Almost the vast majority of wastelanders holding the "Survivor Daily" had almost the same idea as him.

Not everyone cared about the life and death of the hillbillies in the northern suburbs.

But they wouldn't naively think that the range of the Iron Heart was only ten kilometers away, and they just let themselves go.

At this moment, the City Hall of Boulder City is busy.

Du Long, the director of the city hall, has held three meetings in a row. He not only called in the people from the bank, but also summoned the president of the "Daily Survivor" newspaper.

Although it cannot be said that there was a mess, at least there was a panic.

Different from those ordinary residents.

They were not only worried about the safety of the survivors' colony, but even more worried about the [-] million chips they had just lent out!
What is the concept of [-] million?
There are more than 50 residents in the outer city of Jushi City. The per capita income is about 100 chips, excluding mercenaries and businessmen.

In other words, it would take three or four months for all the laborers in Boulder City to make so much money after they smoked the screws!
Yes, the money is not in the hands of the league, but in an escrow account at the Boulder Bank.But the problem is that the alliance has already taken these chips and placed orders with their factories and caravans!
Almost all the factories in the entire Boulder City are busy with loans, recruiting workers, and expanding production, busy with the [-] million chips.

The industrial furnace is burning fiercely, such a grand event has never been seen before!

Whether it is the Boulder City Bank or the city hall, they have already tasted a little bit of sweetness, and they are unwilling to see the signs of "economic recovery" being snuffed out.

This kind of thing must not happen!
"That idiot Jaeger actually proposed to terminate the loan. How could such a big matter be stopped immediately! Thanks to Mr. Director standing on my side..."

After a whole day of meetings, Malvin returned to the mansion exhausted, handing his coat to his wife while complaining non-stop.

For those poor ghosts who owed him money to be able to repay the money smoothly, he was worried every day.

The lady who took the coat gave him a kiss and comforted him softly.

"You may need a few days off."

"My dear, I would like to, but there are a lot of troubles..."

Melvin sighed and sat down on the soft sofa.

And at this moment, he suddenly noticed the newspaper on the coffee table, and his eyebrows, which were stretched a little, suddenly twisted together again.

"Daily Survivor...does our family order this too?"

Stretching out his hand and rubbing the center of his eyebrows, Melvin felt a headache when he saw this newspaper.

"I ordered it. I saw a lot of things I hadn't seen before, such as nutritional cream, and I heard it was food for wastelanders..." Sitting next to her father, Alisa blinked curiously and said, "Can we get some? I want to see what it's like."

"You won't be interested in that stuff. It's like... like fermented vomit, just a little bit better than unpalatable bark." Malvin thought about a vivid metaphor.

Even he himself felt disgusted, which should be able to dispel his daughter's curiosity.

Alisa: "Bark?"

"Well, if you're so lazy that you can't take out a single chip, you can only chew on that thing. But the nutritional cream is cheap enough, usually only sold by one kilogram...Why do I say these," Melvin stroked the small The daughter's head, said dotingly, "You don't need to understand this."

One of his two sons moved to the inner city, and the other traveled to the east coast with a reliable caravan. The other two daughters have already married, and this is the only thing left in his heart.

Madame frowned.

"...Don't bring that thing home."

"I know," Malvin said with his arms around his wife's shoulders, "I'm just giving our little daughter some popular science..."

"Some unnecessary knowledge," the lady stared at her husband, with a slightly reproachful tone, "You dote on Alisa too much. I never agree with her ordering that kind of newspaper. There are so many books in the study at home. Why? To see the vulgar writing of a bunch of Wastelanders."

Malvin laughed dryly.

"I'll persuade her."

He actually doesn't like "Survivor Daily" very much, mainly because he doesn't think those "non-professionals" can write anything of value.

Although his office has a subscription, he just asked his secretary to check it out for him.

But this time, the headline of Survivor Daily was beyond his expectation.

The airships of the Legion have all sailed to the River Valley Province. If it weren't for the freak who came here from the next province to write an article, they would probably still be kept in the dark.

Just like when the Pioneer came here last time, one of the tactical nuclear bombs was blown up, and their respected lord of the city sent someone to take a look at it belatedly.

Alisa stared into her father's eyes, and suddenly spoke thoughtfully.

"...Actually, as you know, we can't really be isolated from the wasteland. The prosperous ideal city is enviable, but we are not them after all."

Malvin looked at his daughter in surprise, and was surprised to hear such words from her mouth.

"Where did you hear that phrase?"

"In the newspaper, but I think it has a good point."

Looking up at his daughter, Malvin thought for a moment and said.

"That's right, not only I know, but Dulong also knows, and even Jaeger...that uncle who doesn't look very smart knows, but there are many, many complicated reasons for this, and this problem has been around for a long time."

Alisa blinked.

"Since it has been around for a long time, why not change it now?"

Rubbing his daughter's little head, Melvin smiled amusedly and said in a gentle tone.

"Because of limited ability, one generation has the work of one generation. What Dad can do is to let you live a slightly better life. You don't have to sell your soul for tomorrow's lunch like those wastelanders. Water beer fights."

He does not intend to break the tacit agreement of two centuries.

The root of Boulder City's prosperity is the same as that of Ideal City. After all, they are following the path of an enterprise, with only minor improvements.

They have a strong armed force, and like a company, they don't get involved in the messy things in the wasteland, they only make sure that others don't come to their house to make trouble.

The survivor settlements in the southern part of the River Valley Province and even the neighboring Jinchuan Province, whether they are slave owners or merchants, regard them as role models.

It's as if they're looking up at a utopia on the East Coast.

Now, however, trouble has finally found its way.

The Legion's airship had already flown to the door, and those guys with protruding noses were as brutal and rude as the rumors said, and they showed their fangs unabashedly.

He had no doubt that those people would covet the prosperity of Boulder City.

Thinking of this, Malvin felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Even the richest man in the city, he couldn't persuade the great castellan to send an army and do something for everyone's benefit.

After all, to put it bluntly, he is just a beneficiary of the rules.

And that adult is the one who sets the rules.

That man who didn't know how many years he lived was more indifferent, stubborn and elusive than all the people he knew combined.

Melvin couldn't help but start to fantasize.

If only there was a way to get the best of both worlds, to block that trouble for them, or drive that airship away.

And at this moment, a thought that had the best of both worlds... or rather, a crazy idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

Since borrowing a sum of money from those blue coats can revive those factories that are on the verge of bankruptcy, why not lend them a sum of military expenses and encourage them to go to war?

that airship...

It should be quite valuable, right?

And with their good-natured personalities, seeing those local survivors who were yellow and emaciated, they definitely couldn't leave them alone, and they would have to build roads and build houses for them.

"Ruigu City, the west exit of the southern corridor...the potential there is much greater than that of Xizhou City."

Muttering softly, Malvin's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he suddenly stood up from the sofa with an excited expression.

"Dad?" Alisa tilted her head, not understanding what happened to him.

Malvin laughed, and was so happy that he wanted to pick up his daughter and kiss her.

"My Alisa, you are so right, we really need a little change..."

"At least, we need to make some adjustments!"

(End of this chapter)