Chapter 224 Raid! mobilization!

   "It's too peaceful here."

  North of Jiujiu Farm.

  In a dark and silent abandoned town.

  White mist came out of his mouth, and the man with the rifle looked out the window, his eyes narrowed into slits with a dangerous light shining.

   There was a lantern by his boots, and a black hyena crouched at his feet, purring.

  The man's name is Gray Wolf.

  Although his name bears the word wolf, it has nothing to do with the "Wolf" clan, one of the three major clans of the Bonechewer tribe. He is just a centurion under the command of Lion Tooth.

Unlike other centurions of his own tribe, before he joined the Bonechewer Tribe, he was just a wandering mercenary. He had worked for the Legion and beat his old boss for the people of the Great Rift Valley. Anyway, who would pay him? Just follow whoever you want.

   Later, the Bone Chewing Tribe recruited troops everywhere, and various predators joined forces one after another, so he took a few of his brothers and took the opportunity to join in.

  Facts have proved that this is an extremely correct decision.

  The life of a predator is much more enjoyable than being a mercenary.

  The law of the jungle is followed here, the strong are respected, and fists and bullets are the law. As long as you are strong enough, you can gain respect, as long as you are ruthless enough, you can become the leader of a group of people.

  Following the banner of Lion's Tooth, he fought all the way from the middle of the River Valley Province to the southernmost part. There are more than a hundred heads, big and small, in the tent, and their titles have also risen from the first ten commanders to the centurion commanders.

  However, he is a foreigner after all, and the centurion is basically the limit of what he can achieve with his personal ability.

  Even if the bloodline consciousness of the predators is weak, and the organization and discipline are all maintained by violence and plunder, it is not just anyone who wants to fully enter the core of their power.

  He must prove his prowess.

   Prove his worth with a hearty victory.

   Now, this opportunity finally made him wait.

  About a month ago, the Black Snake Tribe stationed in the east refused to join them, apparently planning to enjoy the prey in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City to themselves.

  Lord Lion Tooth was very angry, but the road was blocked by heavy snow and the blizzard was blowing. Even if he was 10,000 reluctant in his heart, it was impossible for him to drive the troops into the snowdrift.

   But recently there has been a turning point.

   The blizzard that lasted for a month finally slowed down.

   Gray Wolf seized the opportunity and immediately took the initiative to invite Ying, expressing his willingness to be the vanguard, leading his troops to attack Jiujiu Farm in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City, clearing the way for the large army to go.

  After consulting the staff, Lion Fang immediately agreed to his request.

  Yuanxi Town is too far from the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

  If they can take Changjiu Farm, their large army will be able to catch the tail of winter and push southward for at least 20 kilometers, completely throwing off the Black Snake tribe far away in the southern suburbs of TS City.

Lion Tooth highly appreciated his bravery, and in order to make this battle more likely to win, he even gave him more than 50 foreign plunderers and weapons, and asked him to nail this root to the northern suburb of Qingquan City. Nails pulled out.

   Having incorporated the more than 50 foreign marauders into its own command, Gray Wolf immediately gathered more than 150 troops, took ten days' worth of supplies, weapons and ammunition, and set off towards the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

   Marching in a snowstorm is a rather risky decision, but at the same time the ultra-low visibility is also a kind of cover.

   Gray wolves are not foolhardy.

  Although they don't know the strength of their opponents, they can block the offensive of their friendly forces and force Black Snake's troops to stop in the southern suburbs of TS City. These people are obviously not as easy to deal with as imagined.

   Taking advantage of the last blizzard in December, he and his followers arrived at the abandoned town ten kilometers north of Changjiu Farm, and lurked there.

  He did not launch an attack immediately, but first sent scouts to observe, and let the others rest in the house to recharge their batteries until night.

  The snow outside the window stopped for a while.

  Looking at the approaching figure not far away, the gray wolf lightly kicked the sleeping hyena next to it.

"stand up."

   "Going to work."

   The grunting hyena raised his head, and saw his master holding a lantern, got up from the chair and walked to the door, so he also followed on tiptoe.

  In the living room on the first floor where half of the wall collapsed, a man wrapped in a white cloth shook the snow off his body at the door, walked up to Gray Wolf, and bowed his head respectfully.

   "Boss."

   Gray Wolf sat down on the sofa, looked at him and said.

   "Tell me what you saw."

   The scout said respectfully.

   "The east gate is in ruins. The refugee camp that should have been there was completely destroyed by the blizzard, and the ground was full of garbage. It seems that the survivors are not having a good life. This blizzard hit them hard."

   Gray Wolf continued to ask.

   "Where did people go?"

  The scout shook his head.

   "I don't know, but it's definitely not inside the enclosure. I observed them all day, and they cooked a total of two meals. The smoke that floated up was only enough for seventy or eighty people."

  The survivors' stronghold called "Changjiu Farm" has a high wall, and there are no obvious commanding heights around it. There are at most a few gentle slopes. It is difficult to fully see the situation inside from the outside.

   Gray Wolf raised his eyebrows slightly.

   Seventy or eighty people?

"you sure?"

  The scout nodded affirmatively.

"I'm sure!"

   Gray Wolf gradually frowned.

  There are only seventy or eighty survivors stronghold.

   To be honest, the number of people is a bit wrong.

  He didn't believe that the survivors couldn't see the strategic value of this fortress in the wilderness, which seemed to have become the gateway to the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

   As long as you win there, it is equivalent to knocking on the doors of all survivors in the entire northern suburbs.

Or…

  Those idiots naively thought that with the cover of heavy snow, they could sit back and relax?

   However, the opponent's naivety is a good thing for him.

  The corner of Gray Wolf's mouth curled into a smile, his expression very much like the hyena lying at his feet.

   "Go back and keep staring."

   "We'll be there in a moment."

  The scout cheered up and said excitedly.

"yes!"

  …

   Late at night.

   Light snow fell in the sky.

  The wall of Jiujiu Farm.

  Wearing a black coat, Lu Bei looked north, tightened the strap of his rifle, and moved his numb soles a little to circulate the frozen blood.

  Today is the last day in 211 of the Wasteland Era.

  The outpost ten kilometers away seems to be celebrating the arrival of the New Year, but this has little to do with them who are on duty.

  The threat from the north is approaching.

   And here is the front line.

   Standing here, they can't relax for a moment.

  Walking to the wall with the lamp in hand, the slightly elderly guard patted Lu Bei on the shoulder and said with a smile.

   "Young man, is it okay? If it doesn't work, just change to me for a while, and it's time to change shifts."

   Lu Bei glanced at VM, shook his head stubbornly and said.

   "Ten minutes left."

   "Hey, it seems that I came a little early," the old man smiled, and put the lamp on the wall, "I'll stand with you for a while."

  The older guard's name is Ji Xiang, and he is the oldest in the entire guard. It is said that he will be forty next year.

  People always call him an old man in a friendly way. Although he always argues that forty is not old, but recently his arthritis has become more and more serious, and he has gradually begun to feel that time is not forgiving.

  Lu Bei had heard his story. He used to be a resident of Boulder City, but later became a mercenary, and then somehow became a captive of the Bloody Hand clan and was taken into a dungeon.

  He had a scar on his chest, which he said was from Deathclaw, but no one believed him, they thought he was bragging.

   After all, he could escape from the jaws of Death Claw, so how could he be captured by the looters of the **** hand clan?

  Every time this matter is mentioned, the old man will argue excitedly, describing how dangerous the situation was at that time, and he was caught in order to cover the retreat of his teammates.

   And at this time, there are always people who tear down the stage and ask—

  ‘Where are your teammates? The ashes of the **** hand are cold, someone should come to pick you up. '

  As soon as this matter was mentioned, the old man fell silent, and only muttered that it was good here, and he didn't plan to go back with his teammates when they came. It would be better if he didn't come.

   This is an interesting talk in the guard.

  Although no one believed that he had seen Deathclaw (excluding the one kept by the manager), Lu Bei believed it.

   After all, the mark really doesn't look like it was cut by a knife.

  At this moment, excited shouts came from the direction of the stairs, and a young boy ran up.

   "A car is coming from the south."

   "The manager has brought us food!"

  His name is Xu Shun, he is one year older than Lu Bei, and he is also a young man who has just come of age, and he is considered a close friend.

   "What to eat?" Lu Bei asked excitedly.

It's not because he's a foodie, it's mainly because the food made by those blue coats is really delicious. A variety of grilled skewers, as well as a lot of steamed buns, steamed buns, ramen and so on flashed through his mind immediately .

  Xu Shun excitedly said: "Noodles! There is meat! I tasted it, it was a bit spicy, but after drinking it, my whole body felt warm."

   Saliva came to his mouth in disbelief, and Lu Bei swallowed.

  Looking at this gluttonous young man, Ji Xiang smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

   "Go, now it's time to change shifts."

   "Yeah!" Lu Bei nodded excitedly, "I'll bring you some later!"

  The old man waved his hand.

   "Don't panic, I'll finish my post and go down to drink."

  The two young men got off the city wall, and Jixiang smiled and sighed how good it is to be young, and looked at the vast expanse of white snow outside the wall.

  The snow this year is really heavy.

  The coming year should be a good one.

  He plans to save some money to buy a piece of land, try to grow something, and then marry a wife. When he is discharged from the army, he will settle down here and settle down. It can be regarded as stable.

   As for Boulder City, he has no plan to go back.

  The life here is not worse than there, and only here, he feels the dignity he has never had before.

   Managers say they will never have to kneel to anyone again.

  No one can take away their freedom from their hands.

  The howling north wind was chilly, and the snow caught in the wind stopped for a while, and the bright moonlight was exposed behind the scattered clouds, and the small animals that sneaked out to look for food quickly hid in their holes.

  Jixiang spit out a mouthful of white mist, and suddenly felt a little cold, so he stretched out his hand to the oil lamp on the wall, trying to stick his hand on it to keep warm.

   Unexpectedly, he shook his hand and knocked down the oil lamp.

  The lamp fell into the snowdrift, but it was not broken, but the fire went out.

  Ji Xiang cursed and cursed, it was really unlucky, and planned to wait for a while before changing guards before going down to pick it up.

  But at this moment, the expression on his face suddenly paused, and he immediately grabbed the binoculars and glanced in the north direction.

   On the snowy ground sprinkled with moonlight, one after another figure was taking advantage of the darkness, speeding towards them.

  A pair of fierce eyes shot at him like sharp arrows.

  The murderous aura that hits the face—

   It is exactly the same as the person in the **** hand!

   Jixiang's face changed wildly, and without a word, he immediately grabbed the short whistle hanging around his neck, stuffed it into his mouth, blew it with all his strength, and fired a shot outside.

   "Enemy attack!"

  …

   "Humph..."

   "The hammer of order strikes the drum."

   "The faith of steel broke through the ground."

   "White Bear Rider rushed out."

   "Hold wicked and barbaric captive."

   "..."

  The engine of the truck rumbles.

   Sitting on the tail of the co-pilot, with his arms on the window, blowing the cool wind outside the window, humming a song from somewhere.

   Sisi, who was supporting the direction, glanced at him.

   "If you don't understand, just ask, what kind of nursery rhyme is this?"

  The tail is dissatisfied.

   "What nursery rhymes! This is called BGM!"

   I really envy this guy's exuberant energy, he's not sleepy at all.

   Are you about to wake up?

   Sisi sighed.

   "Uh huh, yes."

  In the back of a truck.

   Two pairs of eyes, one big and one small, are staring at each other.

  In the end, the rat man couldn't hold on any longer, and said with a dry cough.

   "I'm a little flustered when you look at me like that."

   Aoao Sesame, who was hugging his knees, froze for a moment. The warm hat fell to the ground again, and he quickly reached out to pick it up.

   "Eh? No, I'm just curious... By the way, what kind of experience is it like to be a mouse?"

   How many people have asked themselves this question?

  The strong man said helplessly, with a sigh.

   "What do you say? It's a bit troublesome to greet friends, and you have to hold your head high, but it's very convenient to shuttle through the ruins, and you won't be beaten by the gang if you accidentally get into the rat's nest, just get out."

   "Furthermore, it doesn't have uncoordinated fingers like other alien species, and there is no obstacle to using tools, and there is no debuff that increases experience slowly. Generally speaking, it is a sequence with unlimited potential."

   Aoao Sesame Paste nodded half understanding.

  This is completely discussed from the perspective of strength...

   "I thought it would be very sad to choose a different species."

  The big mouse that turned its belly gave her a strange look.

   "What's so sad about it?"

   "Because...is ugly?"

   "..."

   MMP!

   Those who were not sad at first, now are the ones who are uncomfortable!

  Brother Nan couldn't help cursing in his heart.

   They are all furry things. How are mice worse than cats?

   Human stuff!

  Die! Die!

  …

  The car arrived.

  The two guards in the carriage jumped down first, and called everyone in the camp to pick up the food.

  The guards are more knowledgeable than the refugees. They have seen lizards and bears, and they are not surprised by the one-meter-high rats, so they don't take it too seriously.

  The strong man stretched his waist, and was about to slip out of the car for a turn, but at this moment, there was a piercing whistle in front of him.

   Immediately after the sound of gunshots and explosions, Sesame Paste, who was about to jump out of the carriage, was taken aback, and the hat he had just put on fell off again.

   "Fa, what happened?!"

   "Don't know..."

  The big mouse swallowed.

  The sound of gunfire in the north was loud, like firecrackers, accompanied by explosions from time to time.

   The camp was in chaos, and the two guards who went down earlier didn't know where they went. They probably ran to the north gate for reinforcements.

  Standing beside the truck, Sisi looked up at Beifeng and frowned.

   "Gunshots, at least fifty... no, maybe a hundred?"

   Maybe more?

  She couldn't tell the difference between the gunshots of the guards and the gunshots of the attackers.

  The big mouse said nervously.

   "Your error is too big!?"

   "After all, the gunshots in this game are not as regular as eating chicken...Tail, what do you say?"

   While talking, Sis looked aside.

  Seeing that Tail had already taken off the sickle assault rifle, his eyes were shining with excitement.

   "Sh! Go!"

  That look, you can understand it at a glance.

  Sisi was taken aback for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face, and he gave a thumbs up energetically.

"oh!"

   "Looks like Ao has a chance to flex his muscles!"

   This time the score can no longer be at the bottom!

   Seeing the two running towards the north, the rest of the cat and mouse were dumbfounded.

   "Now, what should we do now?"

  Sesame Paste looked at the mouse beside him in bewilderment, but Brother Nan was also in a daze at the moment, not knowing what to do.

  He has been on the battlefield once.

   But it was following the mosquitoes, and there was only a sound during the whole process.

   "Anyway, anyway, I'll go over and help first."

   Gan!

   Didn’t you agree that it’s an errand task?

   The task briefing didn't mention fighting!

   Otherwise, he wouldn't even take the guy with him.

  Throwing that sentence aside, the strong man had to bite the bullet, chasing after Tail and Sisi's footsteps and rushed, and there was only Aoao Sesame Paste left beside the truck.

   "Hey! Wait, don't go away..."

   But it was too late.

  By the time she shouted, the big mouse had already disappeared.

  Sesame Paste looked dumbfounded, looking around anxiously, not knowing what to do.

   At this moment, her eyes suddenly lit up, and her eyes fell on the house closest to the south gate in the farm.

   There is a save point!

  She who often does express missions still remembers that there are a hundred dormant pods there, and players who are too lazy to go back to the outpost will log off here!

   "In short... find a way to notify other people first."

   Think and do it.

  Sesame Paste ran over immediately, rushed into the door, found an open hibernation cabin and lay down in it.

   As the hatch closes, the connection breaks.

   After going offline at the speed of light, she immediately took off her helmet, opened her laptop, logged on to the official website forum, quickly edited a post and sent it out.

   "The big thing is not good! There is a fight at Changjiu Farm."

  After a few seconds after the post was posted, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

   "Fighting??"

   "Damn it, what's going on?"

   "Aren't you holding a celebration?"

   "Damn! The dog planner took advantage of me not to go online again!"

  Almost at the same time as the post was posted, a line of announcements suddenly popped up on the official website.

  【Announcement for the whole server: The looters from the north have attacked Changjiu Farm, triggering an emergency mission. 】

  【Dawn: A group of ruthless and blood-drinking robbers launched a shameful sneak attack while we were celebrating the New Year! We'll let them know it's a stupid idea! 】

  【Failure condition: Save point is destroyed. (All players whose characters are located in Changjiu Farm will enter the resurrection CD state)]

  【Victory Condition: Repel the invaders! 】

  As soon as the announcement was released, the forum exploded instantly.

   "Fuck?!"

   "Sneak attack?!"

   "No way, you can be killed even if you are offline?!"

   "Has the dog planner finally decided not to be a human?"

   "Brothers, get on the number! Copy guys, what the hell!"

   "Want to blow up my magic costume? I'm fighting with you!"

  —

   (This is probably the fastest I have ever broken a million words, and the book will be published at the end of July? In short, the usual practice is to spread flowers~)

  (end of this chapter)