Chapter 377 Feint, Probe and Shield!

  The nearly 500-meter-long body is almost equivalent to two "Hindenburg" airships. And the longest aircraft carrier in the world is just a younger brother in front of this guy.

  A 400mm short-barreled mortar, 12 100mm secondary guns, and 144 20~30mm anti-aircraft guns together constitute its firepower system.

  The gun barrel decorates its huge body like a hedgehog. No matter attacking it from any angle, it will be taken care of by at least 20 anti-aircraft artillery.

   In addition, there are those 7mm caliber machine guns hidden behind the shooting holes, and the cabin that is suspected to accommodate the carrier-based aircraft.

   Airship?

   This thing is like an "aviation battleship" flying in the sky!

  Chu Guang has no doubt that not only a large amount of ammunition and supplies are stored on it, but also a sufficient number of soldiers and crews must be equipped.

   Otherwise, what is such a large volume used for?

   There must be something to decorate.

  Looking at the photos of the players who exchanged their lives, Chu Guang couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

  He was thinking, if it was Boulder City, would he be able to defeat such an unreasonable monster.

   "The option of peace can basically be ruled out...the opponent pre-emptively destroyed our communication equipment, sent ground troops to attack our players, and immediately opened fire to shoot down our plane after it came into range."

   "Their response was quick and decisive, and 80% of them have prepared corresponding invasion plans."

   Chu Guang, who was staring at the computer screen, unconsciously frowned, with a trace of solemnity in his eyes, and said to himself.

   "It's hard to deal with..."

   Not so much difficult to deal with.

   It would be better to say that there is no chance of winning.

  With the alliance's current equipment, it is more than enough to destroy the Marauder forces, but it is still too young to compare with the long-standing forces in the wasteland.

   It is true that players can be resurrected, but manpower is only part of the war after all. Without sufficient weapons, ammunition, and supplies, no amount of manpower will be given for nothing.

  People can hide in shelters, but the assembly lines for producing weapons cannot. Factories, farmland, and mines cannot be moved away.

  Chu Guang will never forget how many casualties his players had to pay to barely kill a considerable number of predators by relying on Boss Xia's hand-wrought iron-barreled rifle.

   Therefore, no matter what he said, he couldn't let that guy fly over the head of Dawn City.

   Staring at Chu Guang's face intently, Xiao Qi who was sitting on the table remained silent. As if hesitating for something, it opened its mouth hesitantly.

"Owner…"

  Chu Guang, who was thinking about how to break the situation, replied casually.

"What's wrong?"

   "It always feels like it has more gun barrels than the planes in your hangar."

  Chu Guang's eyebrows twitched.

   "...I don't need you to remind me."

"Well...Xiao Qi didn't mean to ridicule you, but as your assistant, I must remind you when you are in a dead end. If it is really impossible...It is actually okay for us to hide in the shelter, the manager system does not stipulate You have to get something done by a certain deadline, don't you?"

  Xiao Qi's voice is very soft.

   And it is rare to use the strange voice package downloaded from another world's network, but to use the undulating electronic voice when they first met.

  However, to Chu Guang's surprise, the voice that should have been free of any emotion in theory made him hear a trace of unusual emotion.

   Not so much a "suggestion".

   It's more like—

   Plead?

  Chu Guang didn't think it was his own delusion or self-indulgence, but it was precisely because of this that he felt a little confused.

  He never put himself in danger, and never abandoned this "trash basket", but it always seemed very insecure.

but.

  Chu Guang still does not intend to consider the last hole card.

   Closing that door is easy.

  However, outside the door, there are already too many things that he cannot let go of.

   "We won't lose."

"But…"

  "The analysis of paper data does not mean the final result. We have a lot of cards in our hands, and it is far from the time to consider giving up."

  Looking at Xiao Qi who still wanted to say something, Chu Guang stretched out his index finger and rubbed it lightly on the top of its head, his confident smile dispelled the solemnity between his brows.

"Believe me."

  Xiao Qi didn't try to persuade her anymore.

   After five or six minutes, it whispered.

   "Then... what are you going to do?"

"It's not easy to win this war alone. We don't even know how many cards the opponent has. The most urgent task is to find out how strong the airship's anti-aircraft firepower is and what their weaknesses are, and then to think about countermeasures.”

   Chu Guang thought for a while, then continued.

   “Also, we have to do everything we can to tie our neighbors to our chariot.”

  …

   Ruigu City.

  The majestic "Heart of Steel" slowly descended in height, and the shadow cast from the sky was like a curtain, almost covering half of the city and the woods on the edge of the city.

  Hovering at a low altitude of five or six hundred meters, four thick and long anchor chains were dropped from the airship, and smashed into the ground below the airship like shells.

  The anchor chain is delivered.

   After it came to a complete stop, the belly of the airship lowered the chain-suspended lifting platform.

  Soldiers in black cloaks walked down the platform in a neat formation.

  They are well-trained, have sharp eyes, and are well-equipped. No matter in terms of aura or combat quality, they are far from comparable to the regular clone troops of the Legion, and they are the kind that can be seen at a glance.

  The iconic black robes and the compact "Warrior" assault rifle in their hands all demonstrate their noble identities—

   They belong to the Legion Air Marines.

  Steel conquers the skies.

   And they, conquer the ground.

   "...Get the supplies off the elevator, we need to establish an outpost on the surface before dark! If you don't want to sleep in the woods, hurry up!"

   Standing in front of the team, the man wearing a black exoskeleton roared loudly, urging his soldiers to unload the supplies on the elevator.

  His name is Rachel, and his military rank is commander. He is responsible for the construction of the surface camp, as well as the search and patrol of the nearby area.

  The logistics personnel followed the second batch of materials to the surface and quickly put into the construction of the camp.

  In addition to tools such as shovels and shovels, they also deployed two small excavators to the ground for earthwork construction.

  At the same time, two light tracked armored vehicles were also deployed.

  The 20mm quadruple anti-aircraft gun carried on the tracked vehicle can not only supplement the anti-aircraft firepower, but also provide mid-range support firepower for the infantry.

   Not just to deter nearby Wastelanders.

   It is also to deal with dangerous alien species.

   "Damn, I can finally get off the airship and let the wind go..." Walking to Rachel's side, the man in black military uniform squinted his eyes in a good mood.

  He is the logistics officer of the "Heart of Iron" Air Marine Corps. His name is Feynold. He graduated from the same military academy as Rachel, and by coincidence, he got into the same airship.

   It's just that one went to logistics and the other went to the Air Marine Corps.

   "By the way, why did you put down the excavator?"

"We have to stay here for at least three days. The enemy is in the dark, and we are in the light. Although a group of barbarians have nothing to fear, there is nothing wrong with being well prepared... These are the exact words that the staff told me. Let us follow The standard construction of the third-level fortifications, in short, you should also be careful."

"I will."

  Rachel lit a cigarette and squinted at the construction workers busy in the camp, but her mind drifted back to the distant desert.

   To be precise, it is an oasis there.

   It is no exaggeration to say that life there is simply paradise.

   Not only is there an unlimited supply of fresh and delicious fruits, but also girls with hot bodies. Even the king's life is not as happy as them.

   And here, in addition to the humid air and poisonous plants, there are dangerous alien species and cunning wastelanders like foxes...

   At this time, an officer of the staff followed the elevator down to the surface.

   Walked straight in front of Rachel, and he spoke bluntly.

   "Where's Herrick? Why hasn't there been news about that guy yet?"

   Rachel shrugged.

   "I don't know, we have fired the signal flare, logically he should be back...unless, something unexpected happened."

  He is inclined to this guess.

   There is no reason.

   Purely a soldier's intuition.

  The officer frowned and said resolutely.

   "We must find him."

   Rachel asked.

   "Can you determine his approximate location?"

  The officer flipped through the documents in his hand.

   "The last time he reported the action plan was yesterday morning. At that time, he was entering the River Valley Province from Luoxia Province and was tracking a caravan."

"Caravan?"

   "The caravan has a target we want to capture."

   "Okay, caravans...I think about it, caravans cannot do without water. Whether it's a camel or a two-headed ox, they have to drink enough to go on their way."

  Rachel thought for a moment, then looked behind her, and her eyes stopped on a man with a stern expression.

   "Vito, take a few brothers to the nearby survivor settlement to inquire about it."

   This guy is the most elite scout under his command. He is good at using sniper rifles and traps. He is impeccable in both his mind and eyes.

  Although she was very relieved of him, Rachel still gave an extra warning.

   "Remember, once you find something, report to me immediately."

"yes!"

   He gave a military salute expressionlessly, and the man named Vito quickly set off with his team towards the south.

  The officer of the staff looked at Rachel.

   "How soon can I hear from you?"

   "I don't know, but whether there is news or not, I will contact you before evening."

  The officer nodded, didn't say anything, turned and returned to the elevator, as if he didn't want to stay on the surface for a moment.

  Rachel didn't understand these people very well, but he really liked the feeling of his feet on the ground.

   At this time, Fei Nuo De standing beside said suddenly.

   "Do you think that Herrick might be someone who ran into a company?"

  Rachel narrowed her eyes.

   "It's hard to say, but I hope so, I can finish the fight and go back sooner."

   "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult."

"What's the meaning."

  Finnold glanced left and right, and said in a soft voice.

   "Our captain seems not satisfied with the credit for intercepting the reinforcements of the enterprise... I heard that he intends to conquer the province of the river valley."

   "Conquer the... valley?"

  The cigarette **** fell to the ground unconsciously, and Rachel opened her mouth wide in surprise.

  This plan is really a bit whimsical.

  He wasn't doubting the abilities of the Heart of Steel and General McLenne, but he was a little confused about the significance of doing so.

  It's hundreds of thousands of miles across the territory of the Legion.

   Seeing his surprised expression, Feynold said in a low voice.

   "I am also surprised, but this is the captain's decision. You'd better give up the idea of ​​leaving here in a short time... Also, don't tell others, let alone tell others that I told you."

  Rachel settled down.

   "I'll keep my mouth shut."

  The cigarette **** that fell on the ground has been extinguished.

  Rachel glanced at it with some pity, and stepped on it with his foot.

  Thinking of the task assigned by the staff officer, he was planning to take a few people around the camp, but at this moment, the siren of an air raid suddenly sounded in the air.

  The shrill whistle surprised everyone.

  Rachel also had a look of surprise on his face, but now is obviously not the time to hesitate.

  Even though he didn't think anyone could pose a threat to the Heart of Iron, he still performed his duties and shouted orders to his subordinates.

   "Air strike!"

   "Find cover! Quick!"

  The soldiers and construction workers in the camp quickly ran away and lay down behind the bunker.

   A dense cannon sound came from overhead, and Rachel could hear that it was a salvo of 100mm secondary guns.

   Crouching behind the unfinished bomb-proof bunker, he took out the binoculars and glanced at the distant sky. Looking through the gaps in the treetops, he could vaguely see a little bit.

   Under the clear sky, orange flames lined up, and the thick smoke from the explosion formed an impenetrable wall.

  However, there are still 5 planes emitting black smoke, relying on their superb flying skills to break through the firepower net of the first salvo.

  However, their ending is doomed.

  The opponent seemed to be aware of this, so he simply gave up the pointless dodge, rushed straight to the airship, and emptied all the rockets mounted on the wings before the second round of anti-aircraft fire arrived.

  The plane was blasted into pieces without any suspense, but the dozens of rockets rushed towards the airship with a slender tail flame.

   Rachel had a strange feeling.

  I always feel that the rockets launched by those planes are far more like something than the plane itself...

   However, it is only a little bit.

  In front of the Heart of Iron, this level of attack is as ridiculous as a toothpick piercing an elephant.

   Completely ignored the dozens of rockets. After destroying the remaining five planes, the airship stopped firing and let the rockets bombard itself.

  Those rockets almost hit.

  However, the moment they approached within 20~50m, they seemed to hit an invisible wall of air.

  Most of them were deflected, and a few died on the spot.

  The flying fragments did not hurt the airship at all, and the steel fortress standing in the air remained motionless, only a faint layer of smoke slowly drifted towards the airship, but was quickly blown away by the airflow.

  The eyes of the players hanging on the parachute were full of astonishment.

"…really."

  The latest airborne rocket developed by Goblin Technology didn't do any damage at all.

  Is that thing just now a shield?

but…

  Although the explosives were bounced off and the fragments failed to cause any damage, the thick smoke from the rocket bomb's death was blown onto the airship.

  Blood oozed from his abdomen, and although he was almost fatally wounded, it didn't stop him from thinking.

   "Does it mean that only low-speed objects can approach?"

  Looking at the anti-aircraft gun that was aimed at him but didn't fire, the player thought for a moment, took off the VM and the headset with camera function and tied it to the parachute.

   Then he pulled out his dagger, cut the parachute decisively, let the air flow take away the parachute, and fell freely towards the forest.

  VM can always be found by other players.

   It is not a loss if you can bring the information back.

  Before they took off, they never thought about going back.

  Anyway, I probably won’t be able to survive like this, and it’s even worse to be imprisoned half-breathed by the milk, so why don’t you mend yourself and hurry up.

   On the other side, in the unbuilt camp below the airship, cheers and whistles of victory sounded.

  Rachel also stood up from behind the explosion-proof bunker, put away the binoculars, and brushed the dust off the exoskeleton breastplate.

   At this time, a sound came from the headset of the helmet.

   "How are the casualties in the camp?"

  The communication is from the airship's staff.

   "No casualties...what just happened?"

  Rachel didn't even count the number of people, but gave a firm answer. After all, he knew his subordinates very well, so they wouldn't be killed by a little dust.

   "Thirty aircraft approached us."

   "Airplane?" A trace of astonishment appeared in Rachel's eyes.

"It's just a group of grasshoppers who just learned to fly. Don't worry...I've given you a mission. We found a parachute landed in the southern forest. You send someone to retrieve it." The officer of the staff department said in a commanding tone. .

   "The pilot seems to have committed suicide." Rachel reminded.

   He didn't see very clearly, but he did see, the pilot cut the paracord.

  The officer continued.

   "I know, but he had something attached to his parachute before he died, and we need to figure out what that is."

   Rachel sighed and said impatiently.

   "OK...I'll find it."

  …

  Katyn Station.

  Beside a messy camp, herdsmen knelt on the ground to pray, and some people were disposing of the dead bodies on the ground. The village chief of Mudeka, with a faded pipe in his mouth, smoked one puff at a time, with a sad expression on his ravine face.

  The merchants who smelled a dangerous smell packed their luggage and prepared to leave this place of right and wrong. They looked like fleeing in a hurry.

   The mercenaries who hadn't decided where to go gathered together and talked about it.

   "How did the Legion get here?"

   "Don't know...I always thought they were fighting up north."

   "You mean the Expeditionary Force? They were finished last year, or where did the Bonechewer Horde come from?"

   "These crawling cockroaches... there's nothing good about them."

  Fiddled with the VM in his hand, trying to translate some valuable clues from the topics these people were talking about, but unfortunately, he didn’t hear any nutritious information.

  At this time, Sisi came back from the direction of the well.

   "Aowei, get ready to hit the road."

  Her left and right hands each carry a water bottle, and a pair hangs on her shoulders. The exaggerated load forms a sharp contrast with her figure.

  But she had an indifferent expression on her face, and hung the kettle weighing several kilograms on the truck.

  The fresh water is enough for them to use for a long time.

   "Eh? Aren't we going to wait for Brother Spring and the others here?" Asked the big white bear who was taking off the steel armor doubtfully.

   "Yes, but we can't stay here any longer."

   Rourou tilted his head, not quite understanding this sentence.

  Sisi pointed to the tent not far away with his chin.

  The people over there are watching them.

  However, the moment they met her eyes, those people quickly looked away.

   "You mean, they might betray us." Sesame Paste said thoughtfully.

  "After seeing that airship, most people would think so. Anyway, I can't think of anything that can hurt it."

   Paused, Sis continued.

   "Also, even if they don't take the initiative to betray us, people from the legion will definitely come here to inquire about the missing soldiers... A few dinars can buy them off."

  The voice just fell.

   Intensive cannon shots came from a distance, and there was another commotion in the camp.

   This is already the second time today... And unlike the one two hours ago, this time several shots were fired in succession.

  Looking at the direction where the airship was pouring firepower, Sis frowned slightly, and a trace of anxiety floated in his eyes.

   One step faster than her.

   Tail, which stretched its neck and looked into the distance, was the first to discover the black spot where the thick smoke was coming out, and exclaimed.

   "giao! That seems to be our plane!"

   "Well... I guess so." Sisi looked at the VM screen, and thirty IDs appeared in the list of nearby players.

   But it took almost an instant, and only five were left online.

   "Wait," Tail's face suddenly changed, "Doesn't this mean... someone has brought the new version of information to the official website?"

  Sisi froze for a moment, but still hasn't recovered.

   On the other hand, Flesh on the side met the radio waves, with a frustrated expression on his face, although it was not obvious because of his thick hair.

   "Damn... Obviously we discovered it first."

   "Is this the time now?" The cat ears on the top of the head were shaking uncomfortably, and Sesame Paste urged with a face full of tears and laughter, "Let's discuss where to go."

  Even without the airship, it would not be suitable for them to stay here any longer after such a big disturbance.

   After discussion, the group decided to move to the forest area in the east of Ruigu City.

  There is a valley, easy to hide, and keep a safe distance of 20 kilometers from the airship.

   Before receiving new orders, they will wait there for the Stormtroopers who are heading here.

   By the way, when passing through the southern suburbs of Ruigu City, recover the VM dropped by the pilot.

  If I can find it...

  …

   After confirming the location of the next stop, everyone stopped wasting time and speeded up to pack their luggage.

   Pointing a gun at the tied-up Herrick, Sis tied him behind the compartment of the "Electric Mule" truck.

   Looking at the blue-white face, she probably guessed what the man was afraid of, so she smiled lightly.

   "Don't worry, the road conditions here are very bad, and the car can't drive fast. But if you dawdle on purpose, then you will be at your own risk."

  Herrick's Adam's apple moved, and he kept his mouth shut and didn't dare to speak.

   When he first saw the airship, he did imagine that these people would be frightened by the power of the legion, so he let himself go.

   But at this moment, he has abandoned all illusions.

   These people are nuts...

  They don't care about the consequences of doing so.

  Looking at the expression on the prisoner's face with satisfaction, Sisi tied an extra knot to the rope.

   After finishing this task, she was about to carry Luo Hua, who was seriously injured and unconscious, onto the truck with her tail, when that NPC named Kaliman walked over here with a dozen of his guards.

  Stopped what he was doing, Sis looked at the people in front of him, and was about to ask them what was the matter, when Kaliman, who was walking in front, took the initiative to speak.

   "Are you going back to Qingquan City?"

   Before Sisi could reply, he continued to invite.

   "We can hit the road together."

   "No need." Without even thinking about it, Sisi resolutely rejected the invitation to travel with him.

  Kariman hesitated.

   "Are you doubting me?"

  Sisi said bluntly.

   "No, it's just not necessary. Besides, we've only known each other for less than 24 hours. I have no reason to trust you."

  Kariman was silent for a moment, then nodded.

   "Understood... I was abrupt. And with your strength, you really don't need us."

  Although he only watched the second half of the previous battle, it didn't prevent him from getting to know the seemingly weak girl in front of him again.

  She turned out to be an Awakened One.

  However, he did not give up.

   Taking a deep breath, he sorted out his words for a moment before speaking.

   "I'm sorry that I have selectively concealed my identity for safety reasons. Please allow me to introduce myself again. I am indeed from the Lion Kingdom in Oasis No. 9, but I am not a merchant, but the king's son."

   "What?" Sisi froze for a moment.

  The eyes of Tail standing beside him lit up.

   "Oh, it's the prince! Don't you have many wives?"

   "It's actually not as powerful as you think."

   Seeing the surprised expression on the short-haired girl's face, although Kaliman didn't understand what she was saying, he probably guessed what she was thinking.

   Laughing bitterly, he continued.

  "My father has many children, and I am just one of them. And I have voluntarily given up the trial and the right to inherit the throne, and now I am just a courtier."

   Paused, he continued.

   "But even if I give up the throne, my loyalty to the kingdom is still as clear as a diamond, and the spirit of the sand sea can verify my oath."

  Sisi looked at him suspiciously.

   "What are you talking about with us?"

   If it was a day ago, she might have listened to this guy's story with great interest, but now their trip is over.

   That fell through, at least temporarily.

  Kariman looked at her seriously.

   "We have a common enemy, we need your help!"

  Sisi had a surprised expression on his face.

   Is this considered to have entered the main storyline?

   At this time, a short dry cough suddenly came from the truck, interrupting her thoughts.

  Hearing the cough, the nearest sesame paste ran over immediately, and got into the carriage nimbly.

  Looking at the injured NPC on the stretcher, she asked with concern in unskilled Chinese.

"How are you?"

   "Chu Guang... cough... me, where is this?"

  Cracked lips opened and closed, his voice was weak, like a candle flickering in the wind.

   But fortunately, thanks to the two bags of glucose and normal saline that Sisi gave him, his condition is much better than yesterday.

   "This is Ruigu City, one hundred and fifty kilometers away from Qingquan City, we planned to wait for your injury to stabilize before taking you back..."

  Luo Hua didn't speak, her eyes moved away from the strange face in front of her, and slowly fell on the VM on her arm.

   seemed to recognize the thing, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

  Then, he suddenly clenched his teeth, raised his heavy arm, and lifted the bandage around his abdomen.

  Blood oozes faintly.

   "Ah, don't move around..."

   Startled by his sudden movement, Sesame Paste hurriedly tried to stop him, but as soon as he touched his hand, he found that there was an extra card covered in blood in his hand.

   "…we, found it."

   "Found it? What did you find?" Sesame Paste, who was stunned, asked subconsciously.

   He didn't explain.

  Just using a weaker and weaker voice, he said to himself.

   "Give this... to him."

  (end of this chapter)