Chapter 383 Code-named pangolin?

  The exoskeleton is convenient to wear, but not so convenient to take it off.

   The warlord who got into the small woods struggled for a while before taking off all the equipment on his body, bringing it out and handing it to Kakarot.

   "Brother, I entrust my clothes to you!"

  Now he is wearing a broken sack, and he is carrying another in his hand. He is more like a scavenger than a scavenger. The shabby appearance makes Lao Hei want to take out his wallet.

   Kakarot stretched out his hand quite simply.

   "What about the VM? Hand it over too."

   "Fuck! How can I mark the location without VM?"

"Are you stupid, won't you go offline to punctuate on the official website?" Kakarot rolled his eyes, "Wearing this thing, besides proving that you are a resident of the shelter, is there any other use? "

   "That's right... I can go offline and report points."

  The battlefield atmosphere team suddenly realized, and decisively took off VM from his arm, and stuffed it into Kakarot's hand.

  Old Hei stared at him strangely until the figure disappeared into the woods.

   "Is this guy really okay?"

   Kakarot grinned and patted him on the shoulder.

   "Nevermind him, it doesn't matter if the person is safe or not, as long as the equipment is fine. Let's go, we should set off!"

  …

   A group of people divided into two groups.

  Kakarot and I went back to the camp of the Stormtroopers in the east, while the warband followed the survivors and headed northwest alone.

   This road is not easy.

  Maybe this outfit is too deceptive, maybe it’s because seeing that he’s alone, even a mutant hyena dares to come and try to trick him.

  Thanks to his level having broken through the LV20 bottleneck, the gene sequence has reached the third stage.

  Even without a hot weapon, still relying on his agility and the weapon he picked up at hand, he still easily killed the two hyenas that rushed up, and scared away the last one.

   "Damn it, I knew I would have kept a dagger on my body!" Looking at the hair and blood in his hand, the warfield guy threw away the broken branch and cursed.

  At this time, he suddenly realized that walking alone on the wasteland was more strange than carrying a gun without a weapon.

  However, it is too late to think about this issue now.

   Picking up a wooden stick and sharpening it with a stone as a short spear, the warrior continued to move forward along the footprints on the ground.

  I walked about ten kilometers, from morning to noon, and finally came to a relatively open area through the dense jungle.

  There was the sound of gurgling water not far away, and the Zhandi guy's eyes lit up.

   "Water source!"

   "It should be not far ahead!"

  As we all know, the best place to camp is near the water source, and the larger the team size, the more you should choose the upstream area as much as possible.

   Realizing that the camp of the legion was nearby, the warlord was not in a hurry, and went straight to the side of the stream, intending to clean up the sticky blood on his hands and wash his face by the way.

  However, just as he was about to splash a pinch of water on his face with his hands, there was a sudden pause in the movement of his hands.

   "Tsk... My game character is so handsome, if you get close, you will definitely see something wrong."

  This is not okay.

   Rolling his eyeballs, Zhandi simply let go, picked up a lump of mud from the river and wiped it on his face. After rubbing it, he looked towards the water again, and then nodded in satisfaction.

good.

   Finally, it seems like that.

  That's what it smells like...

   It smells weird.

   Didn't stay by the stream for too long, and the Warfield guy leaned on the stick in his hand and searched upstream, intending to find the specific location of the camp, and then retreated after looking for iconic reference objects nearby.

  However, what he didn't expect was that before he reached the camp, he bumped into several soldiers in black robes holding rifles.

  The other party obviously noticed him too, and looked straight at him.

  Heart jumped into his throat, and the Zhandi guy thought to himself that he would suffer, and tightened the wooden stick in his hand.

but-

  The elite monster standing in front of him seemed to be confused by his outfit, and did not directly trigger the battle, but raised his gun and aimed at him defensively.

   "Stop!"

  The warlord obediently stopped in his tracks, and before the opponent let him drop his weapon, he took the initiative to throw the sharpened wooden stick in his hand.

  The soldier stared at him and continued.

"who are you?"

"me…"

  The Zhandi guy just wanted to answer, but the language was too stretched, and there were only a few words in his stomach. After searching for a long time, he couldn't make them up, and he was about to break out in sweat.

but…

   It was precisely because of his reaction that the opponent let down his vigilance.

  Glanced at the frightened wastelander with contempt, the soldier's eyes were clearly showing some contempt.

   "Scavenger?"

  The field guy's eyes lit up, and he nodded quickly.

"Yep!"

   "Where did the blood on the body come from?"

  The warfield guy shook the sack in his hand, slowly reached in, and took out the **** mutant hyena inside.

  Seeing the branch stuck in the neck of the hyena, several soldiers looked at each other, making no effort to conceal the ridicule between their brows and words.

   "As I said, the survivors here are like monkeys."

   "Tsk tsk, I don't even have a decent weapon, and I'm still fighting aliens with my bare hands."

   "It's a good thing they survived."

   "They will thank us, anyway, we brought them civilization!"

  The leading soldier did not speak, but he no longer doubted. He lowered the muzzle of the gun in his hand, pointed to his feet, and then pointed to the woods behind him.

   "Throw everything here, people move forward."

  Although the Zhandi guy had a half-knowledge of what he heard, he could still understand the gesture, and he couldn't laugh or cry in his heart.

   What's wrong with this?

  He just wanted to take a look and left, but he didn't expect to be caught as a scavenger.

   Those soldiers obviously had no intention of letting him go.

  The battlefield guy only hesitated for half a second, then obediently put down the things in his hands, and obediently walked in the direction the soldier pointed.

   After advancing about five or six hundred meters, a spacious camp gate came into his sight.

  The north of the camp is close to the hills, and not far to the east is the stream flowing from the mountain.

  The entire camp is large in scale, but the facilities are extremely simple. There are only a row of wooden fence walls, a few wooden sentry towers here and there, and a few dozen tents.

  Soldiers in black robes stood guard and patrolled nearby. The number of them was unknown, but it would not be less than two centurions.

  The center of the camp was filled with darkness, obviously the survivors who were driven here. The number of them is also uncountable, but it can only be estimated that the number should not be less than five thousand.

  If it weren't for the gathering together, even the Zhandi people would not have imagined that there are so many survivors living in the small city of Ruigu.

  Different from him who was empty-handed, everyone here was carrying big and small bags, and their faces were full of blank, panic or dull expressions.

  Most of them were involuntarily taken to this strange place, staying with a group of people they had never seen before.

   Before he could recover, he was shoved by a soldier at gunpoint to the back of the team at the gate of the camp in a daze.

  There was a table at the door, and an officer was sitting behind it. He held a pen in his hand, and while writing on paper, he casually threw a sign with a number on it to the survivors standing in front of the table.

  Finally to the Battlefield.

  The officer tapped the table with a pen, and said impatiently when he saw that the man was stupid and didn't respond.

"name."

   This everyday phrase is understood by Zhandi, but of course it is impossible for him to report his game ID, which is too strange.

  In desperation, he blurted out.

   "Wear, pangolin."

  The officer didn't say anything, just drew two strokes on the paper, and then threw the sign to the field guy. Most of the wastelanders are not educated, not to mention using animals as names, there are not a few people who use tables and stools as names.

  The warfield guy suspected that this guy didn't listen to what he said, but he didn't stop in front of the door. He glanced at the numbers on the sign and walked into the camp.

   A group of people stood in a daze in the open space.

  He didn't know where to go either.

   Just when he was at a loss, a survivor who looked similar to him suddenly approached him.

   "Dude, where are you from?"

   The field guy said nonsense casually.

   “…Better Street.”

  The survivor looked bewildered.

   "Better Street? I haven't heard of it."

"It's a bit far from here...I was also caught by bad luck." The warlord wanted to express this, but his vocabulary was too small, so he stumbled a lot, and the other party was confused, so he could only think that he might be a stammer.

   "Really? You're out of luck...although I'm not much better."

  The man sighed and continued.

   "My name is Li Ba, and I'm from Shikeshu Village...The guys in black robes drove us here without any explanation."

   "My... name is pangolin." The war zone guy immediately asked what he was most concerned about, "What are those people planning to do to us?"

"have no idea."

  Li Ba had obvious sadness on his face.

  “They didn’t say anything. When they got here, they confiscated our food and two-headed cows, and said they would centralize the management. Then they left us here and asked us to wait…”

   While speaking, a man with a protruding nose led a line of soldiers and walked in front of all the survivors.

  His gaze was like that of a vulture. Just the contact of the eyes made the noisy crowd quiet down instantly as if a basin of cold water had been poured on them.

  Looking around at all the survivors present, Kerway raised his chin slightly, and spoke in an orderly tone.

   "From now on, the area around Ruigu City has been designated as a war zone where the Legion and the Enterprise are fighting. But don't worry, the Legion will provide you with protection until the end of the war."

   "As an exchange without bloodshed, you need to pay sweat and labor, as a reward for my gift!"

  No one dared to stand up and object.

   No one dared to say anything.

  Everyone's face was full of fear and anxiety, only the warlord who was mixed in the crowd had a strange expression on his face.

   Good guy.

  The people of these legions really believed that it was the people of the enterprise who were fighting them.

   No wonder they repaired the engine and didn't move forward. It seems that they intend to stop the reinforcements of the enterprise here...

  Kerway waited for a while and continued.

   "My name is Kerway, and I'm in charge of everything here."

   "Standing next to me is the logistics officer, Mr. Feynold. He will explain the work for you, delineate the living area, and arrange the tasks that need to be completed every day."

  The man named Feynold had a warm smile on his face, which was in stark contrast to Coleway's self-control.

   This made him seem like a very easy-going person, but the field guy could feel the arrogance in his eyes that couldn't be hidden.

   Obviously, he didn't regard the wastelanders in front of him as human beings, but as a pile of supplies or consumables and similar things.

  Kerway looked at Finod.

   "Would you like to say a few words?"

  Finnold said with a smile.

   "Tell me, it's just those things anyway."

  Kerway nodded, continued to look at the survivors in the camp, and raised his volume.

   "Don't think about being lazy, everyone here has to work, no exceptions! Slackers who can't complete their tasks will not have food, let alone any sympathy."

   "In addition, for outstanding residents, we will not only improve his treatment, but also give generous rewards. For example... let him serve as the captain of ten."

   Paused, he stared at the pair of cloudy eyes, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a hint of sarcasm.

   "Even a centurion!"

  …

  East of Ruigu City.

  The baggage team and more than a hundred players, who had marched for five days, finally successfully joined forces with Brother Quanshui who arrived in Ruigu City first.

   Filling five full trucks with supplies, finally solved the supply problem of the Stormtroopers.

   The NPCs that arrive with the players will be divided into two parts. One part will return to Dawn City to continue transporting supplies, while the other part will stay in the camp to help players build positions and use building materials to reinforce tunnels, anti-gun bunkers and other fixed fortifications.

  The time is approaching dusk.

   Glancing at the time on the VM, Commander Spring looked at me darkest and asked.

   "Where's that dog in the battlefield? Why haven't you come back yet?"

   I said helplessly with the darkest face.

   "I don't know, he just said try to come back before dark."

"I see Xuan." Kakarot shook his head with his arms folded. "A distance of 20 to 30 kilometers, without an exoskeleton, would have to run for several hours, right? Even if he found the camp before noon, hurry up." You have to wait until tomorrow when you come back.”

  Commander Spring nodded.

   "That's right, let's leave him alone."

   Kakarot looked at the spring and asked.

   "What about us? What now?"

  Commander Quanshui knew that he was asking about countermeasures against the legion, so he thought for a moment and said.

   "Well... not very easy to do. They drove all the local residents to one place. We can't hunt and kill the scavengers who go out to collect resources."

   It is not entirely a taboo and sensitive moral issue, the key is that it is extremely inefficient and will completely push the local residents to the legion.

  Suddenly, Commander Quanshui moved in his heart, raised his head and said.

   "By the way, did you take pictures of the destroyed camps?"

   Kakarot nodded.

   "It was filmed... What's wrong?"

   Spring Water Commander continued.

   "In a while, you will take people to contact the nearby survivor settlements, show them the photos taken during the day, and persuade them to leave the village and take refuge outside."

   Kakarot froze for a moment, then hesitated.

   "Will they listen to us?"

   Escape is not a small matter.

   With only a few photos, it is somewhat whimsical to persuade the locals to leave the place where their ancestors lived for generations.

   Spring Water Commander said bluntly.

"You tell them that there is a place called Dawn City in Qingquan City, which is 150 kilometers away from here, and the people there are willing to provide them with shelter. When we end the war with the Legion, they can return to their own land. home."

   "Regardless of what they ultimately choose, we will only do what we can."

   How much can be persuaded to leave.

  It is better to drive people away than to let them be captured by the Legion as coolies.

  After explaining the task, Commander Quanshui immediately walked to the side of the transport team, found the NPC in charge, and handed him a locked iron box.

  The box is very light, and there is only one card inside.

   That card was handed to him by Sesame Paste before the Knights of the White Bear went to explore the entrance of Vault 79.

   It is said that it is a very important task item, and it may change the direction of the battle. Please find a way to deliver it to the administrator.

  Commander Quanshui must be inseparable from the front line. He has also arranged specific tasks for every player in the corps. Only these NPC soldiers can be entrusted.

  Although they are support staff, their loyalty is also beyond doubt.

   It is not so much loyalty as it has become a kind of belief.

   "We have a wounded person with a special status here. I need to trouble you to send him back to Dawn City... and this box, please be sure to hand it over to the administrator!"

  Hearing Commander Quanshui's order, the logistics officer nodded solemnly, reached out to take the box, and pressed his right fist to his chest.

   "Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

  Commander Quanshui looked at him and nodded, and touched his chest with his right fist as a return gift.

   "For the Alliance!"

  …

  Official website forum.

   Today is as lively as ever.

  The news here is far more explosive than that of "Survivor's Daily". Every now and then, there will be players from Stormtroopers who will bring first-hand battle reports.

  Including where they ambushed another legion patrol, how many people were killed, how much equipment was seized, and the melon-eating crowd were hooked.

Of course.

   What makes players and cloud players most addicted is the information brought back by the battlefield brother...

   "The latest news! The Legion has established a new stronghold near Falling Leaf Ridge on the northwest side of Ruigu City, called Falling Leaf Camp!"

  Spring Water Commander: "Fuck, you're finally bubbling!"

  I am the darkest: "We thought you died outside."

Battlefield atmosphere group: "Hey, something happened, I was going to take a look outside and walked over, but by accident, I bumped into a legion patrol... Anyway, when I came back to my senses, I was already there. Inside the camp."

  The Warfield guy didn't have the nerve to tell about him peeling potatoes all afternoon, because it was too embarrassing.

   Fortunately, the people of the legion did not discover his identity as an awakener, nor did they suspect that he was a dumb speaker who could not speak clearly.

Instead, the cook-like NPC praised him for his speed of peeling potatoes, praised him for completing three times the workload of other workers, and transferred him from the Datong shop where the workers lived to the quadruple room next to the kitchen , I will be in charge of peeling potatoes in the future.

  Kakarot: "Fuck?!"

  Broken leg Kevin: "Is there such a thing?!"

  Ye Shi: "Good guy... I'll just call him good guy."

  The mole on the run in the canyon: "How many people are there?"

  Battlefield atmosphere group: "Not many, not many, probably five or six thousand, most of them are locals captured by the Legion from nearby survivors' settlements."

  Big Eyes in Debt: "I don't understand, what is the Legion trying to do by bringing those survivors together?"

  Professor Yang: "You don't understand this. Population itself is a kind of resource, with zero maintenance cost and no technical content. A bowl of rice can be used for half a day. How can someone use it so well?"

Battlefield atmosphere group: "Almost, the legion organized some people to go hunting, some people to pick up waste, and some were responsible for planting croissants and feeding cattle... Most of the materials produced here were supplied to the airship, and the food for the survivors was only nutritious. Ointment. Shit, that stuff smells so bad, I think it has stones or sawdust in it."

  Irena: "Are you sure it's wood chips, not bone residue or something like that? (Funny

  Battlefield atmosphere group: "Fuck! Stop talking, I'm going to throw up! (vomit

  Elf King Fugui: "Be optimistic, brother, that's just a hypothesis, maybe it's wild fruit, bark, or something different. (Funny

  The mole on the run in the canyon: "It feels like the Legion's plan is not small."

  Fang Chang: "I also have this feeling... It seems that they should plan to support a local force as their **** in the River Valley Province, just like what they did in the Luoxia Province."

  Teng Teng: "Luoxia Province? 0.0"

  Fang Chang: "Well, I talked about this with Hal, the president of the newspaper from Luoxia Province. The Falcon Kingdom in Luoxia Province is the slave country of the Legion in the east of the Great Desert."

  Commander Spring: "In any case, the legion has already taken countermeasures against our guerrilla tactics, and we have to adjust our tactics appropriately."

  Drawing on the edge: "Speaking of which, what about Boulder City? Is there any reaction?"

Fang Chang: "Of course there is, but I can't say whether it is the heightened war spirit or pure panic. Anyway, after that day, I saw a lot of arms sent to the northern suburbs. The high-level of the alliance should have reached an agreement with the high-level of Boulder City. Some kind of agreement... I guess."

   Paddle on the edge: "Hey, it would be great if the people from the company left two days later."

  everyone said something to each other, and the post was built thousands of floors in a short time.

Especially when I heard that the officer named Kerway promised that those who made outstanding contributions would be appointed as commanders of tens or even commanders of centurions. Many people who eat melons encouraged the field guys to perform well and try to become a "puppet army leader." "Dangdang.

  Chu Guang, who was sitting in front of the computer, was also surprised at the moment.

   Good guy.

   Is this considered breaking into the army?

   "Xiao Qi."

   "What's the matter, Master?" Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the table, tilted her head.

"Can you connect the task interface with the official website forum account?" Chu Guang thought for a while, and described his thoughts, "Simply put, it is to allow players to confirm their tasks through the official website account outside the game. "

  He wanted to do this before, but he forgot because he didn't have the need and he was busy during this time.

  After listening to Chu Guang's needs, Xiao Qi immediately nodded energetically.

   "No problem! This is very simple, leave it to Xiao Qi!"

   It is really easy for it to connect two developed systems together, just do a data exchange on the server.

   It didn't take even a minute, the software program update has been completed.

  Now players can not only check the mission progress on the official website, but also receive new missions on the official website.

  Holding the mouse with his right hand, Chu Guang glanced at Xiao Qi's masterpiece, with a smile on his face.

good.

   Players gain convenience, and they gain the convenience of using players. There is no doubt that this is a change that has the best of both worlds.

  Grandpa is simply a genius!

  …

   At the same time, a certain bedroom in the parallel world.

   A certain person who was sitting in front of the computer with a smirk on his face, watching the number of replies soar, suddenly sat up straight from his chair and let out a strange cry.

   "Fuck? This is also okay?!"

   Just now, the battlefield atmosphere team suddenly discovered that there was a small red dot in the column of user information in the upper right corner of the official website.

  Curiously clicked and opened it, it turned out to be the taskbar!

   "When was it updated?"

  The battlefield guy had a dazed look on his face, but after clicking the mouse twice, that dazed expression quickly turned into ecstasy.

  In the past, this broken game couldn’t even complete tasks without the VM system.

   Now the dog plan has finally compromised on the authenticity. Players can not only check the progress of the missions on the official website, but even check the newly triggered missions!

   It's just a blast, okay?

  【Mission 1: Lurk in the Fallen Leaves camp and inquire about the movement of the legion. The reward amount is determined by the intelligence value and accuracy. 】

  【Task 2 (optional): Infiltrate the management of the Fallen Leaves Camp and gain the trust of the Legion. 】

  【Task 3 (optional):…】

  Looking at the new and exciting missions, Zhandi couldn't wait to cut off the page, and excitedly ran to the forum to open a new post to announce the good news.

   "Brother Meng! The dog plan has been updated!!"

  …

  The players in the entire forum are giving the Zhandi guy bad ideas and helping him improve his undercover character design. Chu Guang feels that he should not need to worry too much.

  Placing eyeliners in the legion's camp is just an attempt, and the outcome of the war will ultimately be determined on the battlefield.

  Chu Guang never bet his expectation of victory on a certain piece of equipment or on a certain two people, but it is not ruled out that the old man in the field may bring him unexpected surprises.

  What if?

   What if he became the leader of the puppet army and successfully gained the trust of the legion?

  Although the probability is almost zero, it is not impossible.

  In short, there is old brother Quanshui on the front line in command. Chu Guang has designated Ruigu City as a war zone, and has given him full authority over all matters in the war zone.

   Numerous previous battles have proved this player's command and organization ability. Chu Guang believes that he should be able to plan the position of each machine gun position, and there is no need to worry too much about it.

  On his side, he only needs to manage the logistics well and ensure that the ammunition on the front line is sufficient, and he will naturally give himself a satisfactory answer.

   In contrast, Chu Guang was more concerned about another team that was performing a mission.

  Three days ago, the White Bear Knights set off from the operation camp and went deep into the urban area of ​​Ruigu City, searching for the entrance of No. 79 Vault.

   Judging from Sisi's continuously updated posts on the forum, their "treasure hunt" seems to have made new progress...

  (end of this chapter)