Chapter 319 This game company's business is too extensive!

   "Damn... Are these dogs crazy?"

  Inside a half-collapsed residential building.

  Standing in the open-top bathroom without a ceiling, Ye Shi held a binoculars in his hand, staring dumbfounded at the street 300 meters away.

  It is five o'clock in the morning, the sun has not risen yet, but the sky is already bright.

   I saw fifty marauders closely following a truck with welded steel plates, and there was one—no, to be precise, it should be four machine guns on the carriage!

   I don’t know if it’s because the 12mm heavy machine guns are not enough, the looters of the Ya clan also connected the light machine guns in series, and connected them in a row with iron wires, steel bars and screws.

  This reminded Ye Shi of the quadruple Maxim that he had seen in the movie.

  The only difference is that one is water-cooled, and the other is slightly advanced air-cooled.

  However, Ye Shi's intuition told Ye Shi that these predators probably didn't learn from film and television works, but from the quadruple anti-aircraft card of the Skeleton Corps.

   "7mm machine gun anti-aircraft... Which genius came up with the idea." Fang Chang couldn't help but complain.

   Lao Bai, who was sitting by the side nibbling on wheat cake, said with a smile.

   "Don't tell me, if the supply of this thing can keep up, the firepower density can scare people to death. It only takes half a second for the wooden plane of Brother Mosquito to fall from the sky."

  Guang Feng touched the bridge of his nose with his index finger.

   “…in terms of effect, we probably really hurt them that night.”

  Watching the patrol disappear at the corner of the street, Ye Shi put down his binoculars and sighed.

   "That's what I said, but it's a bit uncomfortable for them to be together now."

   The AI ​​in this game is smart.

   Not only will it cut the player's leeks, but it will also adjust the AI's action strategy in real time according to the player's game behavior. It turned out that the predator, who could only stare blankly at the plane, also DIYed the anti-aircraft weapon under the name.

  What is that called?

right!

   Machine Learning!

   It is indeed the only fully immersive virtual reality online game in the world, and this AI technology is also very strong.

   Lao Bai, who was eating the cake, said calmly.

   "Don't worry, the Ya clan is dispatching troops to the front line recently, we just need to keep an eye on their tanks."

  Currently, the Burning Corps has been broken into pieces and scattered in the urban area. It is still a bit difficult to rely on a four-person team to face the Centurion that is tough on the Marauders.

But that's okay.

   They can call in air strikes.

  Plunderers’ tanks are usually hidden in the underground garage, but now they are all moving to the front line. They don’t need to go up and confront the tanks head-on. As long as they lock the approximate location of the tanks, the players flying the plane will naturally give them a surprise.

  In just one week, the Burning Corps has called for air strikes and scrapped four Conqueror 10s, and another one was not scrapped but was paralyzed by the bombing.

   Without the support of logistics supplies, with the hands-on ability of this group of barbarians, they can only repair a track at most. As for the damaged engine or even the oil pipe, it is basically the same as scrapping.

   "It seems that there will be no tanks passing by this street today." Fang Chang glanced at the time on the VM, and the sky not far away was already pale.

  Old Bai threw away the paper that wrapped the wheatbread, and got up from the floor with a rifle in hand.

   "Find a safe place to log off."

  While speaking, there was a soft creaking sound from downstairs.

  The four of them immediately became alert.

  Lao Bai quickly moved to the entrance of the living room, stretched out half of his body to support the stairs. Immediately afterwards, the gust released the "Firefly" drone, which flew out from the damaged ceiling and landed outside the residential building.

  Ye Shi said in a deep voice: "I didn't feel the killing intent... The other party probably didn't find us, or they weren't sure where we were."

   "Searching..." Feng Feng, who was operating the drone, suddenly paused and froze for a while.

  I saw a slightly immature face hidden in the downstairs window, and it was hard to tell his gender from his unkempt appearance. Fengfeng can only judge that he is not very old, even considering the impact of malnutrition on development, he is seven or eight years old at most.

   Those dark eyes stared motionlessly at the drone outside the window, and their pupils were full of apprehension, nervousness and curiosity.

  He probably thought he was hiding well, but he didn't know that the camera could see the situation in the room clearly.

   "It should be a local survivor...a child." As he said, Gufeng synchronized the drone's screen to his teammate's VM.

  Fang Chang asked cautiously.

   "Are there other people around? Or weapons?"

   Among the predators, there were quite a few juvenile soldiers, and he didn't let his guard down just because the opponent was a child.

  Guangfeng shook his head.

   "Didn't see it... I haven't seen such a thin pillager yet."

"Alert lifted."

  Relieves, at least temporarily...

  Old Bai breathed a sigh of relief, put away the rifle in his hand, and turned off the safety.

  This game is too realistic in some places.

  Even though the dream filter filters out most of the sensory stimuli beyond the tolerance limit, for players with a strong sense of substitution, the behavior of crossing the boundary will still feel mental discomfort.

  Like seeing marauders throwing living people into frying pans...

  If he could, he really didn't want to treat someone younger than him as a rival.

   Patted Fang Chang on the shoulder, Lao Bai said.

   "Let's go, ready to change places."

  It's already dawn.

   It is impossible for the Predator’s tank to come out during the day, and it is meaningless to continue squatting down. It is better to go offline and go to the official website for a while.

  But now the players are all online. From 6:00 pm to 12:00 pm, the official website belongs to the cloud players.

   During this period of time, they fought night battles every day, and their schedule was completely disrupted...

  Go to the stairs.

  Old Bai suddenly remembered something.

   "By the way, the airdrop box last night hasn't been recovered yet, let's pick it up before going offline."

  Ye Shi asked curiously.

   "Didn't you say that you are not in a hurry to recycle?"

  Lao Bai did not answer this question, but took out the large bag of green wheat cakes left in his backpack and put them on the floor.

   "I've changed my mind."

  Fang Chang sighed.

"It's better not to take the game too much into reality. In the setting, there are at least five or six thousand survivors in this city. The airdrops can't help them at all. I really want to pull them out of the dire straits , it’s better to get rid of the predators as soon as possible.”

  Old Bai smiled.

   "I know, you just take it as my self-satisfaction."

   A group of people left.

   Heard the voice upstairs disappear.

  The boy crept upstairs to see if there was any garbage left by the soldiers of the new alliance that could be recycled.

  Things such as bullet casings can be exchanged for food at the stronghold of the resistance organization.

   But the boy didn't hold out much hope for the cartridge case.

  The whole night yesterday, these people didn’t fire a single shot. It would be a ghost if there were any bullet casings left.

  Since the raiders came, the survivor settlements have been destroyed one after another. The survivors were either captured as slaves or hid underground. Since there is no farmland, they can only grow some fungi that do not require much light, or go outside to find wild green wheat, croissants, or even eat soil and gnaw bark.

   Originally, they could have survived like this, but unfortunately, the plague broke out in Xizhou City recently, and the output of mushroom fields has been severely reduced. Wild crops such as green wheat and croissants have almost disappeared from Xizhou City. The stronghold of the resistance organization has encountered an unprecedented survival crisis.

  In the past, everyone could receive very little relief food, but now even the nutritional cream has to be picked up and replaced.

  The boy originally wanted to join the guerrillas. He heard that the guerrillas were in charge of food, but he was too young, and the other party didn't even look at him, so he had to go to the street with a sack to pick up waste.

   Fortunately, soldiers from the new alliance have joined the battlefield one after another recently. These people are not only better equipped than the guerrillas, but also have a good habit of wasting.

   These people never picked up the shell casings that fell on the ground. Sometimes when encounters happened suddenly, they didn’t collect half of the dry food and threw it away.

  The guerrillas urged them to recycle the bullet casings on the ground. 20 copper bullet casings can be exchanged for 100g of nutritional cream. Sometimes the boy couldn't help thinking that if only he could go to the new league if he had the chance.

  People in the new alliance don’t even want bullet casings that fall on the ground. There must be endless garbage in their homes.

  Up the stairs, the boy was about to **** into the next room.

   At this moment, he suddenly smelled a fragrance.

   Sniffing, the boy searched for the scent.

  Seeing the green wheat cakes on the ground, a pair of dark eyes instantly widened. He was so hungry that he jumped on it immediately, grabbed a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

  The feeling of happiness spread between the lips and teeth, and an incredible expression appeared on that sallow face.

  He couldn't tell what it tasted like, and he had never eaten such a delicious green wheat cake... By the way, is this really green wheat cake? Why is there a smell of oil, and there is no oxalic smell at all!

  How did it work?

  Are these people the emissaries of the Deer God? !

  Finally swallowing the food in his mouth, the boy looked greedily at the bag of green wheat cakes on the ground, and instead of continuing to eat, he carefully put them into the sack.

   "Go back before dawn."

   After staying outside for a long time, my sister will worry...

   Silently thanking those generous people in his heart, the boy carefully put away the remaining wheat cakes, got into the narrow gap like a rabbit, and left the apartment.

  He didn't know why the soldiers of the new alliance kept these delicious delicacies.

   As if he didn't know at this moment, there were four pairs of eyes following him behind him.

   "By the way... is it really okay for us to follow a child?" Ye Shi said with a strange expression.

  Fang Chang did not directly answer this question.

   Or in other words, did not answer from the perspective of Ye Shi's question.

  "We make a bold assumption, assuming that the behavioral logic of an NPC is to go out for food, so if enough food is collected, what is his next step?"

  Ye Shi was taken aback.

   “…take food home?”

   "Correct answer!" Fang Chang snapped his fingers silently, and said with a smile, "As long as we follow him, we can find his home."

  Ye Shi held his forehead.

   "I said you... you won't even want to rummage other people's scavengers' boxes."

  Guangfeng also said something.

   "I don't agree with this kind of behavior, and I feel guilty for a few silver coins."

  Fang Chang coughed.

   "When the **** did I say I was going to rummage through other people's boxes? Do I have such a dog?! I'm just curious about where he lives, aren't you curious?"

  Ye Shi and Guafeng glanced at each other.

   "Didn't you say you live underground?"

   "Well... It is written in the background information on the official website that the survivors of Xizhou City hid underground to deal with the predators of the Bone Chewing Tribe, and formed resistance organizations and guerrillas."

  Fang Chang said with a heartbroken heart.

"That's right! You also know that they have established a resistance organization, rational analysis, organized, shouldn't there be a fixed stronghold? A survivor settlement is at our feet, and we have been on the new map for more than half a year. It’s been a month, and I still don’t know where it is! Aren’t you wondering what it looks like?”

  Guang Feng was slightly stunned.

   "A wave of rational analysis... It can indeed be analyzed in this way."

   "Hey, I just want to do a good thing, why do you have to make the problem so complicated..." Lao Bai scratched the back of his head with a headache, "Forget it, what you said makes sense."

  It would certainly help them if they could connect with local resistance groups.

   It is strange to say that they have been here for more than half a month, and the local resistance organization has never contacted them.

   Is it because the program settings require players to discover it by themselves?

   "Are you going to recover the airdrop box later?" Ye Shi asked.

"I won't accept it, it will be dawn soon, and we will collect it when it gets dark... Let's go meet the resistance organization here first," Lao Bai reached out from Fang Chang's tactical hanging bag, and took two bags of green wheat cakes, "Two packs for me."

   "Damn! You take the one in my backpack, I hang it on my chest to block bullets." Fang Chang reflexively ducked to the side, covering his chest with his hands.

  Old Bai couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

   "This can stop a **** of a bullet!"

  Ye Shi: "Hahahaha."

  Guang Feng gave a dry cough.

   "Don't lose people... go."

  A group of people followed the boy, crossed two streets, walked for about two kilometers, and came to the entrance of a half-collapsed subway station.

  The boy stopped at the entrance, looked around carefully, and then slipped in through the entrance.

  Fang Chang and his party followed behind him, passed through the ticket gate of the subway station, and entered the tunnel from the platform.

  There are a lot of rats here, and the abandoned carriages are filled with darkness. They are not afraid of people, and even bark their teeth at people.

  The boy pulled out a steel bar, waved it wildly a few times, drove the mouse away, and then immediately ran towards the depths of the tunnel.

   "These are probably the little brothers of the difficult brother." Ye Shi who followed behind whispered.

   "You think too much about him...don't worry about these mice, don't lose your target." Intuition told Fang Chang that they were almost there.

  The boy stopped in front of a green-painted iron door, reached out and knocked rhythmically on the door a few times.

   Didn't wait long, the door opened quickly.

  The boy dodged in and disappeared from the tunnel.

   It's like it never happened.

   "...there should be the entrance to the underground settlement of survivors in Xizhou City!" Fang Chang's face was full of excitement.

  New map!

  A hot post with 10W+ likes has arrived!

  Old Bai rubbed his chin.

   "I was thinking how should we greet them, just go up and knock on the door? Or say hello first?"

  Guang Feng thought about it.

   "I think it might be better to reveal your identity first."

  While Lao Bai and Kuang Feng were discussing how to greet each other, Ye Shi's expression suddenly changed slightly, and he held the semi-automatic rifle in his hand.

"somebody is coming!"

   The voice almost fell, and footsteps came from the back of the tunnel.

  I saw a group of poorly dressed and unkempt men appearing near the platform of the subway station. They carried iron-pipe rifles on their backs and woven bags in their hands. Judging from the shriveled bags, today's harvest should not be very good.

   and Lao Bai's group met their gazes. The group of people were obviously stunned for a moment, and then immediately yelled in panic, loading the iron-barrel rifle in their hands.

  The tense atmosphere suddenly heated up.

   Resting his index finger on the insurance, Lao Bai glanced at the weapons in the hands of those people, and gave his good brother Fang Chang a look.

   Fang Chang understood, lowered the muzzle of his gun and took a step forward, shouting in a couplet language he didn't know very well.

   "We are the paratroopers of the new alliance! We are here with a peaceful purpose, I hope you calm down!"

   Paratroopers of the new alliance? !

   Aren't they fighting the looters?

  How did you get here.

  The group of people standing at the entrance of the tunnel was obviously stunned, and they obviously didn't expect the people from the new alliance to be here.

  Maintaining the aiming posture, the man in the lead shouted nervously.

   "...How can we trust you guys!"

  Fang Chang said concisely.

   "It is our greatest sincerity to keep you standing. If you continue to aim at us, don't blame us."

   "Stop it all!"

  The green-painted door opened.

  A man in a leather jacket steps out.

  Beside him stood two guards holding automatic rifles, followed by a boy who was holding a bag in his hand and was looking nervously at the four people in the middle of the tunnel.

  Old Bai looked at the boy, then at the man in the leather jacket. The sharp-edged face seems to be cut out by a knife, and the sharp pupils are easily reminiscent of the jackals that can be seen everywhere in the wasteland.

   is a master.

   Whether it is experience or strength.

  Old Bai made an evaluation in his heart.

   While he was observing that person, that person was also looking at him with apprehensive eyes.

   "Wu Chengyi, the mayor of Hope Town and the captain of the guerrillas, what is your name?" the man asked himself.

   "Old Bai." Lao Bai didn't know how to say the idiom [白骑过暴] in conjunction with people, so he used the nickname everyone gave him.

  Wu Chengyi wasn't surprised by this name that obviously didn't look like his real name.

  The wasteland has all kinds of names.

   It doesn't matter what it's called.

   "Are you from the new alliance?"

   Lao Bai, who was not good at Renlian, cast a look of help at Fang Chang, and asked him to guess based on his expression and demeanor combined with the context, but it was a bit difficult for him to communicate normally.

  ‘How should I reply? '

'Let me do it. '

   Seeing the embarrassment of the good brother at a glance, Fang Chang took over the conversation, cooperated with the translation function of VM, and spoke.

"Yes, we are loyal to the new alliance, loyal to the administrator, fighting for the revival of civilization, and are currently at war with the Bonechewer tribe... I heard that you are the same, we thought that the enemy of the enemy might become a friend, so please don't ask Come here."

  Is the enemy of an enemy a friend...

  Not necessarily so in the wasteland.

  An enemy of an enemy may become a friend if he is evenly matched. If there is a huge difference in strength, it may become the other party's spoils.

  The vast majority of survivors in Xizhou City have a good impression of the new alliance, and even have an unrealistic vision, but Wu Chengyi is very clear that there is no free lunch in this world.

  As the leader of the resistance organization, he needs to consider more things. It is extremely dangerous to trust strangers easily before figuring out the other party's motives.

  Wu Chengyi stared at Fang Chang and continued.

   "Last question, what do you think of us?"

   "What do you think?"

  Fang Chang froze for a moment, then understood what the man in front of him wanted to ask, thought for a moment and said.

   "You are a group of...brave people, at least you didn't surrender. Of course, this is just my opinion. If you want to ask the manager for his opinion, you might as well ask him directly."

  Wu Chengyi was slightly taken aback.

   "Do you have a way to contact him?"

   Fang Chang gave him a strange look.

   "Of course, our radio station can contact the rear at any time."

  Hearing this sentence, expressions of joy appeared on the faces of everyone around.

   After exchanging a few words with the guards beside him in a low voice, Wu Chengyi signaled the guerrillas to put away their guns.

   Walking in front of the players alone, he stretched out his right hand.

  “…Thank you for lending a helping hand to us, and please forgive us for being wary. We have witnessed the death of too many compatriots in the past six months, and it is difficult for us to trust any stranger easily.”

  Fang Chang held his hand and shook it.

"understand."

   Paused for a moment, Wu Chengyi continued.

   "I have considered your proposal just now."

   "Please allow me to speak to your managers."

  …

  New Alliance Barracks.

   Sitting in the command room, Chu Guang was looking at the report sent from Qingshi County.

  The survey work of the copper-molybdenum deposit has been completed, the construction equipment has been delivered, and the mining and smelting of the copper mine are already in progress.

  As of last weekend, the new alliance's copper, molybdenum ore, sulfur and other industrial raw materials have been able to achieve self-sufficiency.

  The railway for transportation has also been laid from Yuanxi Town to Qingshi County.

  Chu Guang paid special attention to the speeches on the forum by those professional life players who were "sent to the Geopark to explore mineral deposits" these days.

   According to the photos they took and the content discussed by other cloud players, the mining equipment left over from the early days of Renlian shocked everyone.

  Especially in terms of industrial design.

  Although more than 300 years have passed, the mining equipment used as antique exhibitions has long been unusable, but the design ideas of some equipment still brought them a lot of inspiration.

  The shock of sudden enlightenment from the professional field was far more intense to those small geological players than solid hydrogen and X-4 fibers.

   All the little players involved in the exploration work couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

  The business of this game company is too extensive!

   "Master, there is new news from the Burning Corps you sent to Xizhou City." Xiao Qi's voice came from next to my ear.

   Putting down the report sent by the logistics department, Chu Guang asked casually.

"what news?"

  Xiao Qi continued.

   "Your player has contacted a local survivor. A man who claims to be the leader of the resistance organization wants to talk to you."

  The resistance organization in Xizhou City?

  To be honest, in his original plan, he considered using the power of local survivors to deal with the Ya clan.

   But that was a few versions ago.

  Since the cards in his hand are enough now, there is no need to support the local resistance organization. Raising them too fat will affect the subsequent inclusion.

  However, since they took the initiative to contact themselves...

  This may be a good opportunity.

  The index finger tapped lightly on the table, Chu Guang thought for a while, and then said.

   "Make an appointment with them for me."

   "Alright, Master!"

  As an assistant, Xiao Qi was as reliable as ever today. After the voice fell, he immediately went to help him arrange a conference call time.

   Picking up the tablet on the table again, Chu Guang turned to the last document.

  【Xizhou City Industrial Zone Development Plan (Draft)】

   After thinking for a while, Chu Guang added a line to the title.

  【…and plans for new recovery areas and survivor settlements】

  The large number of survivors in Xizhou City, coupled with the captives of the marauders, cannot be digested at once with the population capacity of Dawn City.

  The best way is to build a new settlement and resettle the survivors on the spot.

   It just happened that he planned to transfer heavy industry from Qingquan City to Xizhou City, which is farther away from Jushi City.

  Looking at the document in his hand, Chu Guang nodded with satisfaction.

   "This pie..."

   “Both gamers and natives should love it.”

  (end of this chapter)