Chapter 315 Warrior Action!

  Late at night.

  Xizhou City, shrouded in silence, is like a dead city. Only the area around the Sixin District, where the lake is flooded, is flickering with sporadic lights.

  In the simple sentry post, the greyhound wrapped in animal skin yawned, threw the wet wood into the brazier, and then walked slowly to the side of the observation hole.

  Although the weather in April has turned warm, the air in Xizhou City is still damp and cold.

  Especially the four new districts.

  The whole city is soaked in water.

  The water on the street not far away was glistening, and lumps of black things floated on the water, making it difficult to tell whether it was rotten wood covered with algae or the shell of a split-claw crab.

  Although life here has many inconveniences, it is still the best choice for camping.

  The backflow of the lake paralyzed the underground facilities in the entire city, so there is no need to worry about the elusive guerrillas here.

  In addition, the split-claw crabs active in this area are the natural enemies of all living things. Anyone who is not familiar with this area will find it difficult to move here.

so…

  What is the meaning of standing guard by yourself?

  Looking at the quiet and silent street, Greyhound yawned, and couldn't help but miss the time when he was in the middle of the River Valley Province.

   That time was probably his happiest.

  They were like a broken bamboo all the way, turned into scorched earth wherever they went, burned and looted everything, and did whatever they wanted to the captive slaves...No one can stop them, and no one is their opponent.

   However, since they hit the south, unlucky things happened one after another.

  First stumbled in Qingquan City, and then bad news came from Qingshi County. Not only was the footsteps going south blocked, but even pushed back by a group of blue gophers.

   I don’t know if I saw hope from the group of blue gophers. Recently, guerrilla attacks have become more and more frequent.

  The group of survivors who hid underground were like rats, using homemade iron-pipe rifles and crossbows to sneak up on their patrols, and throwing cans filled with black powder into their workshops and garages where they processed bullets and explosives.

   Greyhound was driving an errand, at this moment, there was a creaking sound of the door downstairs.

  Hearing the movement from under his feet, the predator subconsciously grabbed the rifle in his hand and called out to the dark corridor behind him.

"who!"

   "I'm here to change defense!" The dark corridor responded, and a thin monkey-like man walked up from the direction of the stairs.

   Seeing that it was one of his own, Greyhound heaved a sigh of relief.

   "Switch? Isn't there still two hours left?"

  The man replied.

   "Master Jinya's order, starting from tonight, the six-hour shift will be changed to four hours, and one shift a day will be changed to two shifts."

   Greyhound was dumbfounded.

   He was very happy to hear that the guard was changing, and he was able to go back to bed and sleep, but now someone told him that he had to stand for another four hours.

   "That is to say... I still have a shift?"

  The man obviously didn't want to work overtime either, and said with an annoyed face.

   "Yes, it is probably another bad idea that Dillon came up with. He said to beware of sneak attacks by blue gophers. In the future, the scope of night patrols will be expanded from the surrounding areas of the Fourth New District to the entire urban area."

  He respected that man a few months ago, but that was a few months ago. Their forces were unstoppable a few months ago, but now?

   Crouching in the garbage like a sick old dog, he hates the humid air here, the endless attacks, and even more the filthy rats.

  Thinking about it now, even without that person's idea, they would still be able to beat up those survivor settlements that blocked them.

  If it weren't for that damned caution, they would have lived in that house of blue gophers in the northern suburbs last winter.

   Greyhound looked surprised.

   "Sneak attack? This place is twenty kilometers away from the front line."

   There is the pass of Songlinyu in the middle, how do those gophers plan to get here?

   You can’t come through a hole.

"I don't know, that's the order," the man urged impatiently as he stuffed the crumpled map into the Greyhound's arms, "Don't ask, hurry up! After a while, the team that changes the guard leaves, and you will be alone." Let's go!"

  Although there was ten thousand reluctance in his heart, the Greyhound who took the map rushed downstairs with a rifle.

  The location of the shift is outside the Fourth New District. They have to go out on a raft, and they have to undertake the task of patrolling on the way to the changing of the guard.

  Many survivors came out to look for food during the dark, and most of the guerrillas came out at this time. Walking alone at night at this time was tantamount to suicide.

  The raft is already waiting downstairs.

  The Greyhound who got on the raft, followed the nine brothers on the raft, and went on the road together. When he passed the alley, he finally saw clearly what was floating there.

   is a billboard covered in algae.

   Greyhound couldn't understand what was written on it, but felt that the long strip looked like a coffin.

   Frustrated by this fleeting thought, he averted his eyes from the billboard, and chatted with the brothers who were traveling with him on the raft.

   At this time, no one noticed that on the stinky ditch sparkling in the moonlight, a few imperceptible black spots flashed away with the shaking of the water.

  An aviation formation consisting of twenty-five planes has arrived directly above their heads...

  …

  Night sky.

  Holding the joystick with both hands, driving the W-2 ground-attacking mosquito, he shouted excitedly towards the communication channel with a voice that almost roared.

   "This is the Air Force of the Goblin Corps. The cargo has been delivered to the sky above the target area, ready to start action at any time!"

  The altitude here is a full three thousand meters, plus the high-altitude airflow, as long as you don't fire or drop bombs, no matter how loud the movement is, you don't have to worry about being heard by the people below.

  At this moment, Ye Shi, who was firmly tied to the back of the pilot's seat by nylon buckles, had almost lost consciousness to his ears and cheeks due to the whistling airflow outside the cabin.

  He is numb now.

  Otherwise he would have protested with the mosquitoes about calling them cargo.

  In fact, the current state of Ye Shi is no different from the goods.

  W-2 glider is a single-seat aircraft, there is no extra space for passengers.

   But this is obviously not a problem for "full virtual reality games".

   There is enough space between the rear of the cabin and the pilot's seat, and Kabug Dorcet can still take off by himself.

  The player himself does not press F to enter the plane, even if there is no seat in the cockpit, he can create a seat by himself.

  As for why Ye Shi is here?

   That's a long story.

  In the morning, they were still shooting passionately at the predators in the trenches on the front line. They originally planned to hold out until 48 hours later, but they were transferred back to the rear before noon and were ordered to perform a special task.

  At first, Ye Shi was very excited, thinking that their outstanding performance in the battle triggered the hidden mission, until he heard the specific content of the mission.

  According to the combat plan formulated by the headquarters, they need to take the glider of the Goblin Corps and drop into the urban area of ​​Xizhou City by air to destroy the enemy's strategic facilities and buy time for the frontline troops.

  Their equipment has been packed in the airdrop box and thrown down first. The locator removed from the VM is placed in the box, and it can be searched even in an offline state.

  Although the mouse brothers built a simple communication tower when they made a nest in Xizhou City, due to the transfer and deployment to Qingshi County, the communication tower has been out of power for more than a month.

  They need to use the radio station in the airdrop box to build a new stronghold, or repair the mouse brother's communication tower.

  Due to airborne operations behind enemy lines, the operational risk factor is high. They can only carry light weapons and a small amount of support weapons, and the use of Type 5 and Type 6 exoskeletons is restricted.

   But they are not alone, there will be planes dropping supplies every night.

  Thanks to the popularity of black silk in Boulder City, the chemical factory of the New Alliance pointed out the technology of "using biomass oil to produce nylon" a long time ago, which solved the problem of parachute materials.

   When Goblin Technology was developing the glider, it actually produced a batch of parachutes, but considering that the plane is more expensive than people, it was not distributed to the brothers in the corps.

   But here comes the problem.

  He has never jumped a parachute!

  Ye Shi was in a panic at the moment.

   As we all know, skydiving alone without training is an extremely dangerous thing, no less than slipping in Russian roulette and shooting yourself in the head twice.

  Especially when skydiving at night, you can’t see the situation on the ground at all, and there are many ways to die.

  But I have to ask, can I jump?

   Of course it is not impossible.

  The biggest difficulty in skydiving is folding the parachute and landing. As for pulling the rope to open the parachute and control the balance of the body, as long as you don't encounter bad weather and can keep calm under special circumstances, although it is difficult to return, it is not as difficult as imagined.

   Folding umbrellas is done with the help of knowledgeable players, which solves 50% of the problems.

   As for the remaining fifty percent?

  Be careful next time.

  The code name of the operation is "Warrior". The players participating in the operation are all members of the Burning Corps. The air team of the Goblin Corps will airdrop them in batches.

  Ye Shi felt that there was nothing wrong with changing the word "warrior" to "free".

  In the communication channel, noisy current sounds beep and beep.

   Immediately afterwards, the manager's voice came.

"…do it according to plan!"

"receive!"

  The communication channel switched to the voice of the whole team, and the mosquito continued to shout excitedly.

   "Brothers of the Burning Corps, this flight has arrived, remember your mission! Remember to open the parachute before falling into meatloaf!"

   "Little fish will pray for your safety, the manager will remember your loyalty, I wish you good luck!"

   "Now, jump—!"

  Gliders dropped black dots behind the cockpits, like Shet dropped by seagulls circling the harbor.

  This metaphor is obviously not appropriate, but it is enough to describe the image.

  If the umbrella bag is not successfully opened and falls from a height of more than 3,000 meters, the shape will not be much better than that of Seagull's Shet.

   Untied the nylon buckles tied on his legs, waist, and shoulders, and Ye Shi grabbed the edge of the cabin with both hands, feeling his calves trembling all the time.

  The mosquito sitting in front couldn't help urging.

   "Fuck! You're jumping! I'm almost out of gas!"

  Ye Shi couldn't help but spray back.

   "You **** electric plane has a ghost oil!"

   "The main office is out of power! Hurry up, don't beep, you jumped, I have to go back and pull it down!"

  Ye Shi swallowed.

   "I'll just ask one last question... What if the parachute doesn't open?"

   Mosquito was overjoyed when he heard this, and smiled.

   "It's okay, I will be a good man again in three days!"

"Depend on!"

  Seeing that this guy is still dawdling, the mosquitoes are getting impatient.

   "I'll give you 10 seconds, if you don't jump, I will help you."

   "Fuck, don't mess around!"

"nineteen…"

   Mosquitoes are already counting down.

  Seeing that his teammates had jumped, Ye Shi was too embarrassed to be cowardly anymore, gritted his teeth, turned over bravely, and jumped out of the cabin.

  The moment his body left the cabin, he felt like his heart was about to stop.

  But that was only for a moment.

  As the reference object moved away from him, when he began to fall freely, the instinctive fear disappeared in an instant.

  Ye Shi felt like he had turned into a bird.

   One thing to say, this feeling is quite cool, but the eardrum is not very comfortable, it feels like it has exploded.

  Marauders have no radar and no high-altitude searchlights. Although they can't see the situation on the ground, people on the ground can't see them either.

   Counting the seconds silently in his heart, Ye Shi suddenly pulled the rope on his shoulders, and with a soft puff, a huge force grabbed his back.

   At the same time, his falling speed is also rapidly decreasing...

The pull ring that controls the direction of the parachute is on the side of the parachute. However, Ye Shi, who has only received 2 hours of theoretical training, does not know how to control this thing at all. He can only adjust the direction by feeling, and his nerves are tense in his heart. pray.

  Maybe the dog mastermind heard his prayers.

  His luck was not bad, he landed on the top of a garage next to a three-story villa. If it was a little further to the side, he might be hanging on the wall.

  Both feet hit the ground firmly, Ye Shiyi staggered and almost fell off the roof of the garage. Grinning and standing firm, he cut the paracord with his dagger, carefully avoided the rusty shed at the garage door, and slid down the side.

   "Safe landing...Damn, I was scared to death."

   Almost gave it for nothing!

   Confirming that the surroundings are safe, Ye Shi immediately checked the equipment on his body.

  In addition to the VM strapped to his arm, he now only has a Pu-9 submachine gun, two 9mm magazines, a few pieces of dry food and a water bottle.

  As for his sniper rifle and other equipment, they are all packed in the airdrop box.

   Just as Ye Shi was about to confirm the location of the airdrop box and teammates from the VM, there was a rustling sound from the side.

  Because his ears were buzzing all the time, the sound was almost heard by him only when he was close.

  Ye Shi reacted, his whole body trembled, and he immediately pointed the muzzle of the gun, and even opened the safety.

   "Don't shoot, it's me! White."

  Old Bai called out in a low voice.

  Hearing Lao Bai's voice, Ye Shi's beating heart finally calmed down a bit, and he leaned against the wall with a sigh of relief.

   "Damn it... I wasn't nearly scared to death."

"Relax, don't be so nervous," Lao Bai smiled, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go, the airdrop box is nearby, let's go to recover the equipment and radio first, and then go to join Fang Chang and the others .”

   After speaking, Lao Bai took the initiative to walk in front.

  Although he wanted to walk slowly, Ye Shi also knew in his heart that they had already penetrated deep into the hinterland of the Bonechewer tribe, and now was not the time to rest.

  The two moved along the edge of the ruins, carefully alerting to the danger in the darkness. Soon, they came to the entrance of the abandoned community.

  The street across the street was quiet.

   Not to mention the slightest movement, even the sound of the mouse grinding its teeth could not be heard.

  Lao Bai did not go over immediately, but carefully observed the situation on the street.

  Kan Kan touched Lao Bai's side and knelt down, and Ye Shi, who took a breath, finally regained his strength, and asked in a low voice.

   "By the way, why did you land so quickly?"

  Old Bai replied casually.

   "...You are too slow, I waited on the ground for a long time to see you come down."

  Ye Shi asked curiously.

   "Why don't you panic at all."

   "It's not realistic to say don't panic, after all, it's someone else's umbrella bag. But it doesn't matter in the game, anyway, if you die, you won't really die."

  Seeing that Ye Shi had been picking at his ears with his fingers, Lao Bai paused and said, "If your ears feel blocked, you can try pinching your nose to breathe out, but don't make any noise."

"Let me try…"

  Ye Shi, whose ears were blocked uncomfortably, immediately tried Lao Bai's method, pinching his nose and blowing air out.

   At the beginning, he didn't find the trick, and he tried for a long time to no avail. However, after he found the trick, his eardrums suddenly seemed to be blown open by air.

   "...Damn it?! Really okay?"

  Hearing finally returned to normal, Ye Shi looked at Lao Bai in surprise.

   "Have you skipped before?"

   "That's right... stop talking nonsense and follow me closely."

  When he spoke earlier, Lao Bai had already confirmed the safety of the street, gestured towards Ye Shi, took the lead to get out of the bunker, and moved quickly towards the opposite side.

   Without procrastinating, Ye Shi followed immediately.

  The two moved quickly in the direction of the airdrop box, but at this moment, there was sudden rapid gunfire from the street not far away.

   "Sound of Pu-9!"

  Old Bai's heart tightened, he cursed secretly, and immediately led Ye Shi who was following behind him, and turned into the building next to him.

   There were screams in the distance, followed by gunshots, and a green flare rose into the sky after a while.

  Ye Shi took a deep breath, skillfully integrated his consciousness with the surrounding environment, and perceived the faint fluctuations.

   "There are about 20 people... about 400 to 500 meters away from us!"

   This is already the limit of his active perception of distance.

  Comparing to the signal on the VM map, Old Bai frowned.

   "It's them who quit smoking! Most likely they ran into a patrol team!"

  The location where they landed was eight kilometers to the north of the Fourth New District. According to the information provided by the strongman, the night patrol team of the Ya clan should not be able to visit here.

   Could it be adjusted?

  Ye Shi looked at Lao Bai.

   "Are you going to help them?"

   "...Go to the airdrop box first, we have to recover the equipment and radio before the reinforcements from the predators arrive!" Lao Bai only took three seconds to make a judgment.

  It’s early morning, and it’s pitch black outside. It’s not a good idea to rush there for reinforcements before communication is restored.

   Just looking at the flashing markers on the map, they don't even know how many teammates are left alive.

  The most urgent task now is to rush to the airdrop box, get their equipment, and then deploy the radio station high up to restore this area and the communication with the command post.

   As for the Quit Brothers…

  Lao Bai decided to trust his teammates.

"good!"

  Ye Shi nodded, followed Lao Bai immediately, stepped on the construction waste all over the floor, and left the abandoned building.

   Just as they were moving quickly away from the firefighting area, the entire nearby urban area was in chaos.

   The greyhound holding an assault rifle shot at the alley ahead, his face full of shock.

   Minutes ago.

On the way to the rotation, Greyhound was still thinking about how the group of blue gophers could sneak up on them, but before he reached the place where the defense was changed, he watched a black shadow fall from the sky and hit Duang on the ground. on the ground.

  There were only two flashlights in the entire team, and the rest of the team held torches. A little farther away, the lights were completely dark, and nothing could be seen.

  Hearing the movement, everyone was taken aback. Greyhound hurriedly fired the flashlight in his hand, only to see a puddle of meat paste.

  On the cracked concrete pavement, the red and white pieces were broken into pieces. Even if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't recognize a person.

   Greyhound, who was calm at first, was suddenly stunned, unable to figure out what happened.

   However, there was no time left for him to think.

  Almost at the moment when the flashlight was turned on, flames spewed out from the alley directly opposite.

  The sparks of the shooting jumped on the street, and they were caught off guard by the sudden shooting. The brothers who walked in the front were beaten into a sieve and fell down on the spot. The rest immediately threw away the torches in their hands, looked for cover and fired back.

  There was chaos on the street.

   Not just gunshots.

   And the shouts of teammates.

   "Damn it, I got shot in the arm!"

   "It's the voice of Pu-9! Those people are not guerrillas!"

   "New alliance?! How is it possible?! Blue, the blue coats have already come here?!"

   Who was the attacker?

  Where did the person opposite come from? !

  Rumors abounded, and the patrol that was attacked was like a frightened bird.

   "Quick! Call for reinforcements!"

Hearing the captain yelling in a hurry hiding in the window on the street, the greyhound lying behind the car wreckage was equally panicked, but he mustered up the courage to crawl over, picked up the flare gun thrown by the captain, and fired it at the top of his head. One shot.

   There was a long chirp, and a flashing green flare shot into the sky.

  The faint light, although not enough to illuminate the street, restored the morale of the brothers around.

  At the same time, the camp stationed two kilometers away immediately dispatched trucks after discovering the signal flare, and a centurion carrying long guns and short cannons rushed to the area where the fire was exchanged.

   It wasn't just the Greyhound and the predator beside him who looked confused, but also the smoking quit squatting in the alley opposite.

  He originally planned to meet up with his teammates nearby, but just as he met [Lost Mengxin], when he was about to find [The Sixth in the Corner], he bumped into the patrol team of predators.

  I felt something was wrong when I quit smoking. The old sixth brother was too calm. The patrol team of the predators was almost in the face, and the coordinates were still stopped in the middle of the road.

However…

  By the time he felt something was wrong, it was too late.

  The flashlight on the opposite side shot directly towards them, and the lost brother who was following him thought that his position had been exposed, so he pulled the trigger without saying a word, and swept over.

  The gunshot like an old-fashioned typewriter directly ignited the powder kegs of the entire street.

  The opposite side was caught off guard for a while, but quickly reacted and leaned behind the bunker to shoot at them.

   "You're crazy! We only have four magazines!"

   Being pulled back by quitting smoking and yelling, Milu Mengxin also gradually realized that he had stabbed someone, and said nervously.

   "Then, what shall we do now..."

  Smoking Quit didn’t say a word, he tore off the fuze of the grenade, and threw it out after the countdown, forcing back the looters who were about to leave the bunker and come up.

  Then he quickly raised the muzzle of his gun and swept towards the window on the street, sweeping the predator who had almost reached the alley to the ground.

  The scene was chaotic.

  By using the light from the torch that fell on the street, he finally saw the rotten meat on the street clearly, and couldn't help but smacked his lips.

   Good guy.

  He lost his head!

  Recalling the thrilling experience when he landed before, he can roughly guess what happened to the old sixth brother a few minutes ago.

   Either the umbrella was not opened.

  Either it is open too late...

   "What else can I do?" Changed the magazine and said cursingly, "Let's withdraw first!"

   Going to the meeting point is definitely not acceptable.

  Bring those predators over, not only cheating yourself, but also cheating your teammates. Even if they can fight again, it is impossible to fight ten of them.

  Now all they can do is to flee as far away from the landing area as possible to lure the predators away.

  After the teammates recover the airdrop box, set up the radio station, and restore the communication in this area, they can hope to organize effective resistance, and even call for air support.

   In fact, they weren't the only players that broke out in a firefight with the Marauders.

   Near the ruins of the power plant about three kilometers away from them, the two unlucky ones deviated from the course when they fell, and landed directly near a sentry post of the Ya clan in the south of the city.

   Both sides are very confused.

  The body also instinctively pulled the trigger.

  At this moment, the air formation of the Goblin Corps has just returned to the north of Dawn City.

   Standing on the edge of the airport, Chu Guang, who was flipping through the player list, was slightly taken aback.

   "Another one died?"

   There were 22 players in the first batch of skydives, and only 14 players are still online at this moment, and the survival rate is only 63%.

  But the one who just died...

   It doesn't look like he fell to his death while parachuting.

  Since the connection of the morphoforming field is not based on electromagnetic waves, even if the communication is not restored, Chu Guang can still grasp the general direction and login status of the players.

  Agility-type players have the highest survival rate, followed by Constitution-type, and Perception.

  Looking at the quiet night sky in the north, Chu Guang whispered to himself.

   "It's probably a fight."

  Although it's a little earlier than expected, it doesn't matter.

  The goal of this operation is to create chaos for the Ya clan, and the method and means are not important.

  The current Xizhou City should have become a mess.

  I believe that tonight is destined to be an unforgettable night for the predators stationed in Xizhou City.

   Not far away, under the guidance of the lights, the planes of the Goblin Corps landed on the runway of the airport one after another.

   Looking back from the north, Chu Guang looked at the wrench standing aside and ordered.

   "Let the ground crew and the airborne troops of the second echelon get ready, and the second round of airdrops will start in half an hour!"

  Wrench stood at attention, gave a military salute, and answered cleanly.

"yes!"

  (end of this chapter)