Chapter 387 Crowd Tactics Part 2!

  On the street just south of the library, the sound of gunfire was like setting off firecrackers, mixed with the screams of wounded soldiers and the screams of death claws, creating chaos.

  The whole street has become a **** meat grinder.

  The narrow streets cannot be used, and the soldiers of the legion can only form a small group of ten people, and a group of five people, and fill in waves one after another.

  Facing the thoroughly enraged Deathclaws, the bulletproof armor on their bodies was useless at all, and the 7mm rifle in their hands was like a fire stick.

   On the other hand, look at the death claws that are nearly two stories high.

   With just a slight wave of the half-meter-long sharp claws, one person was split in half obliquely, and the organs and flesh and blood were scattered all over the floor.

  The hell-like tragedy made the surrounding soldiers turn pale and their stomachs churn.

   "Suppress it with fire! Don't be afraid!"

   "Damn, didn't the artillery blow it up?!"

   "Grass... Our bullets can't penetrate at all!"

   "It's not that it can't be pierced, it's that its wound heals too fast!"

"ah-!"

   Unable to dodge in time, another soldier was torn in half.

  Looking at the continuous casualties of his subordinates, Kerway, who was wearing an exoskeleton and standing on the roof, gritted his teeth, as if his heart was bleeding.

  Standing beside Kerway, the adjutant who was also wearing an exoskeleton swallowed and spoke with difficulty.

   "Sir...why don't we send it straight to the sky without artillery?"

  Send infantry to deal with Deathclaws...

   It seemed to him crazy!

  Hunting and war are two completely different concepts, especially in the face of such a strong and unreasonable monster as Deathclaw, even soldiers who have experienced many battles are not good at it.

  Kerway was sullen and did not speak.

  Of course he knows that hunting and war are two different concepts. To deal with this kind of monster, 100mm artillery is better than rifles. Three rounds of 100mm indirect firepower are enough to overturn the entire street.

However-

  General McCllen wants the guy's head, not a puddle of crushed meat.

   At this time, a soldier with blood on his forehead trotted down from the front line, stood in front of Kerway and gave a military salute.

   "Sir! More than half of our team has been killed or injured!"

   "Brothers can't stand it anymore!"

  The adjutant on the side also persuaded.

   "If the fight continues like this, even if the remaining people are wiped out, I'm afraid we may not be able to get the head of that beast."

   They only brought a centurion over.

   Although logically speaking, it should be enough, but no one thought that this death claw would be so difficult to deal with! A 100mm cannon blasted nearby, and it seemed to be completely damaged. However, within a few minutes, the internal and external injuries were all good.

   Is this still a carbon-based creature?

  Kerway obviously also saw that it was meaningless to fight like this except to increase casualties.

  They need infantry artillery, they need Iron Fist bazookas, they need anti-armor weapons that can deal with mutants, and... native cannon fodder.

   Gritting his teeth, he ordered.

   "Withdraw!"

  …

  On the top floor of the library, next to the guardrail of the roof, one person and one bear were lying quietly behind the shelter, watching the firefight that took place on the nearby street.

   "Oh! Come on, Big Garbage!" Tail with glowing eyes clenched his fists and whispered excitedly, cheering for Deathclaw on the next street.

   Flesh, which was piled up next to it, looked worriedly at the besieged Deathclaw, and whispered.

   "Shall we help it?"

  I always feel that it will not be able to hold on.

  However, Tail rejected her proposal straight away, and said with a serious face.

   "Fatty, this is a duel between men! It's better for us not to intervene."

   What kind of a duel is a group of people beating up a group of people!

  Looking at Awei who was talking nonsense with his eyes open, he groaned in his heart dumbfounded.

   But thinking about it carefully, it's really not very helpful.

  If it was only a ten-man team, the two of them would be able to deal with it, but the opposite sent a centurion, and there was indirect fire support.

  The other party really wanted to go all out to surround them, and rushed them away in minutes.

And the most terrible thing is that if the battlefield is not cleaned cleanly and some fish slip through the net and let the headquarters of the Heart of Steel know that there are people suspected of being a company, what is waiting for them is probably the 400mm artillery. .

  Even if they can escape, the survivors here will suffer because of them.

  Although Rourou doesn’t think that Awei thinks as much as she does, she has to admit that at this time, silently OB is the best choice.

so…

   It's better to support this "big trash man" mentally.

  As if responding to the expectations of the two, the huge Death Claw let out a mournful roar, shaking the leaves downstairs.

   Facing the unkillable monster, the soldiers of the Legion finally couldn't stand it any longer. They evacuated from the narrow bunkers one after another and began to retreat in an organized manner.

   When the last black-robed soldier withdrew from the street, the centurion standing by in the distance followed suit.

   Amber pupils stared at the backs of those black-robed soldiers. The "Large Garbage Lord" did not catch up, but wagged its blood-dripping tail and staggered back in the opposite direction.

  Watching the stalwart figure disappear into the night, Tail returned his fist excitedly.

   "Good job big garbage gentleman!"

  Fatty: "Garbage Lord will cry when he hears it..."

  …

  Fortunately, the battle last night was a false alarm. The people of the Legion fought with the Death Claws outside, and both were wounded. While retreating in a panic, they ran away somewhere.

  Standing by the window on the third floor, Wu Tao's face was full of sadness, smoking one cigarette after another, his thoughts became a mess of twine.

   There are people from the legion outside, and a group of bloodthirsty aliens live under their feet. I heard that there are wildlings who drink blood...

  He didn't sleep well last night.

  At this time, Wang Xu, who was carrying an iron-pipe rifle, came over.

  This middle-aged man in his thirties is a well-known hunter in Xiangling Town, but at the moment he looks tired and decadent, with thick bags under his eyes.

  He didn't sleep at all last night, and stood guard on the roof all night.

   "Old Wu."

  Looking at Wang Xu who was walking towards him, Wu Tao stubbed out the cigarette and stuffed it back into his patched pocket.

"What's wrong."

  Wang Xu was silent for a moment, then said.

   "Or... let's move out."

   "Move away?" Wu Tao said with a wry smile, "Where can we move?"

"No matter where you move, it's better than staying here." Wang Xu said firmly, "We can't trust our safety to a beast, let alone where it has gone now. God knows when the legion will come back. Maybe they will vent their anger on us... What are you going to do then?"

  Hearing Wang Xu's words, Wu Tao fell silent, not knowing how to answer.

  Perhaps as he said, moving out of this land of right and wrong early is the right choice.

  However, this sentence is easy to say, but how can it be so simple to do?

  They have lived here for a century, no matter how difficult the conditions here are, at least they still have a home here.

  Leaving here means wandering in the wasteland, who knows what more terrifying things are waiting for them in front of them.

   It may be worse than the current situation.

   Frowning with a hint of premature aging, Wu Tao looked out the window at the devastated street, and sighed after a while.

   "Let me see..."

  Wang Xu was about to say something, when a person came in trotting outside. That man was the guard at the gate of the settlement, and panic was written all over his face.

   "Old Wu, someone is coming from outside!"

  Another person? !

  Hearing this, Wu Tao felt nervous for a while, but he quickly calmed down when he thought about what the outsiders told him about the reinforcements.

   "Someone is here? Where is it?"

  The guard who came to report said nervously.

   "There are about 20 of them on the wall of the garage in the north... Each of them has an automatic rifle, which is similar to the style of those three foreigners!"

   Wu Tao's heart moved, and he said immediately.

   "Keep them waiting for me for a few minutes!"

"good!"

  The guard nodded quickly, turned and left the room.

  Wu Tao didn't stay here too long, and followed him out, but he didn't go outside the library, but went to the second floor, where he found the three foreigners who came here the day before yesterday.

   Knocked on the door three times, and after hearing "Come in", he stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.

  However, before his legs stepped through the door, a strong smell of blood came to his face.

  I saw a roll of plastic sheeting on a long table dragged from nowhere, on which lay a disembowelled corpse.

  The aluminum tray next to it contained **** internal organs and a few bones that had been removed from nowhere.

  Looking at Sisi who was holding a slender knife in his hand, his breath froze for a moment, and his stiff expression was really like seeing a ghost.

  Sisi looked at the NPC at the door as if nothing had happened.

   "What's the matter?"

  Adam's apple moved, Wu Tao swallowed with difficulty, and stammered.

   "Outside, a group of people came... Their guns look similar to yours."

  Surprise floated in Sisi's eyes.

  Is it so fast?

   Throwing the scalpel in the tray, Sisi took off the plastic gloves and linen mask, and said immediately.

   "Take me there."

   "Okay..." Wu Tao, with a pale face, nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, and walked towards the door with weak calves.

  When he was going downstairs, he lost his footing and almost fell down. He had to grab the handrail of the stairs quickly to stand still.

   Sisi, who was following behind him, looked at the guy's back with a strange expression.

   Isn't it just dissecting a specimen...

   As for being so scared?

  …

  North of the library, the wall next to the garage.

  Looking at Sisi who appeared on the wall, the big-eyed brother standing in front of the team waved his arms and joked with a smile.

   "Yo, rich woman Lei Hou!"

   "I said I am not..."

  Sisi said helplessly, looking over the top of his head, looking at the familiar faces beside him, with surprise in his eyes.

   There are a total of twenty-five players present, all of whom are from the Death Corps.

   Among them, the highest level is naturally the fringe brother of the team leader.

   This boss has broken through the LV20 bottleneck. Although the sequence is a perception system, his overall combat quality is not weak at all. He is a proper T1 echelon player.

  Most of the rest of the players are also above LV10, mainly based on strength and agility, supplemented by physique and intelligence, and all of them are the backbone of the alliance's combat power.

   What surprised her was not so many big bosses.

   It's the person she just shook on the forum last night, who arrived early this morning.

   "Couldn't there be too many people coming?" Said with a smile on the edge of the water.

   "How could it be?" Sisi smiled after recovering, and continued, "Thank you for your support."

"Haha, you're welcome, we mainly came to the new map to join in the fun, and we planned to come over here in two days," Edge Paddle said with a hearty smile, "By the way, there are a hundred or so good brothers behind us. Well. If the convoy is almost full, remember to let me know in advance."

   "It doesn't exist, the more people there are, the better. Vault 79 is equivalent to an underground city, and its area is larger than the combined refuges in the alliance. We can't explore it all alone."

   Paused, Sis continued.

   "Stop standing outside, come in and talk."

  The survivor at the door lowers the ladder.

   More than 20 players from the Death Corps crossed the wall one after another, and soon entered the survivor settlement called Xiangling Town.

   Facing this group of unexpected visitors, the survivors living here showed worried expressions on their faces.

  Although they seem kind, the weapons in their hands are not kind at all.

  But the player didn't bother them, and went straight to the "instance" entrance on the second floor of the library.

   Along the way, Rippad and Siss briefly explained how they got here.

  About two or three o'clock in the morning, Brother Mantou drove the "Dragonfly" transport plane and threw them and the airdrop box into a mountainous area 20 kilometers away from Ruigu City.

  Since the Northern Expedition, not only the players of the Burning Corps, but the vast majority of players in the alliance have learned to parachute through continuous practice.

  Now in the entire new alliance, almost all the corps above the T2 echelon are quick reaction troops, and the average "special forces" per capita.

  Whether it's hunting or fighting, it's all easy!

  Paddle on the edge: "Originally Brother Killer and the others planned to come, but they received another mission last night, and the entire regiment was transferred to the front line to support Quanshui and the others."

  Sisi: "Ruigu City is getting more and more lively."

Edge paddling smiled and said: "Yes. And I heard from Lao Bai and the others that the planners seem to be implying in the group that the next version will push the front to the Luoxia Province next door, and this will be the bridgehead for our westward march .”

Siss: "The matter of the next version will be discussed in the next version. The top priority is to clear the No. 79 shelter. Last night, the troops of the Legion came over once. I don’t know when they will come again. If they let them Knowing that there is a shelter hidden here, it will be a big trouble at that time."

  Looking at Sisi who was frowning tightly, he stroked the water and said with a smile.

   "Legion, you don't need to worry too much over there."

  Sisi glanced at him unexpectedly.

"oh?"

   Edge paddling continued.

"Before going online just now, the warlords told us in the group that the legion seems to be planning to pull a team of locals from the Fallen Leaves camp to deal with the death claw, saying who can drag the death claw's head back, Reward ten slaves and the title of centurion."

  Hearing this information, Sisi showed a surprised expression on his face.

   Deathclaw's head?

   That thing...

   Is there any special use?

   And judging from the meaning of his words, the Legion seems to be the kind that is bound to win the death claw, and will not give up until it achieves its goal.

  Why don't you have to worry?

"Then what…"

"Then? What else is there to use?" Edge paddled and said with a smile, "When we heard that there was such a good thing, we sneaked into that team on the spot, and the people from the legion even gave him a rifle... Although it is The Ripper who pulls the bolt."

   "Ah... he stopped peeling potatoes?"

"Stop peeling. He said he had to peel potatoes during the day, and he had to peel them at night. The task that the dog planner gave him was too much. He decided to do something that a man should do," said the big debt-debt who broke into the topic, hehe He smiled and said, "Yesterday we were still teasing him, saying that when he becomes the leader of the puppet army, we can be recruited too."

   Can you still do this? !

  Sisi was stunned on the spot.

  Calm down, she hesitated.

   "But if this is the case... don't you have to run into Brother Spring and the others?"

   Said with a smile while paddling on the edge.

   "It's okay, we discussed it with the Stormtroopers. When it's time to meet each other, we should make an appointment to practice at a fixed time, and it will be considered an exercise."

   Anyway, the player will not really die, as long as the equipment is not lost, there will be no loss.

  Release the water appropriately and give some "credit" to the good brothers. It didn't take long for the puppet army and officers on the opposite side to be all their own.

   How the battle will be fought at that time is not their final decision.

   "...In short, there are our people on the opposite side. If the Legion makes any big moves, he will report to us in advance in the group or on the official website. We can focus on the strategy of No. 79 shelter."

   Sisi stared at these guys dumbfounded.

  This operation is too coquettish...

  …

  The second floor of the library.

   Pushing open the door and going in, paddling on the edge, like that Wu Tao, was startled by the "bloody" corpse on the table.

   "I rely on... what is this thing?"

  Sisi replied in a casual tone.

   "The savage we met in Vault 79... I was a little concerned at the time, so I got it back and dissected it."

  The boy on the construction site and Brick swallowed his saliva, looked over timidly and curiously, then looked back and asked Sisi.

   "Did you find anything?"

  Sisi's expression suddenly became a little subtle.

"Well... how should I put it, it has two more ribs than normal people, its leg bones are thicker, the distribution of body muscles and the structure of its brain are also quite strange. It's not so much a savage, it's better to say... this guy is more like A combination of man and some kind of animal."

   "Damn it... is it from the underworld?" I said in the darkest daze.

   Flicking on the edge of the water slightly frowned.

"are you sure?"

   "Not sure, I'm just a little doctor in the pathology department, don't make it difficult for me..." Sisi sighed, and suddenly noticed the tail squatting in the corner.

   "Ao, what are you doing?"

   "I'm greeting the manager of Vault 79! Hey, hello, are you there? Mr. NPC, we're going to disturb you again today."

  Listening to the whistling electric sound, he patted the radio with his tail, muttering and making the last effort, trying to wake him up.

   "It's strange... It was fine yesterday."

   Rourou raised his bear paw and scratched the back of his head.

   "Is it broken?"

   Sesame Paste standing next to him had a troubled expression.

   "Then do you still have to bring it?"

  Sisi: "I think it's better to bring it."

  Tail touched his chin, nodded seriously.

   "Tail also thinks, what if the manager just overslept?"

   "Emmm...It's not completely impossible."

  Although the possibility of this is very small...

  Sisi felt that it was more likely to be delayed due to other things. After all, judging from the setting of this game, managers are very busy.

  However, no matter how you say it, it is better to bring this kind of key mission props with you. Just in case there is something urgent, we can communicate in time...

  …

   "Brother Meng! Let's go!"

   "Aww!"

  The sound of gunfire in Vault 79 continued. Regardless of whether there was a charge sentry or not, the tactics of the Death Corps were as fierce and brutal as ever.

   With the addition of more than 20 good brothers, the speed of clearing the level is obviously much faster.

   Tarantulas that are higher than the calf are rushing towards the players like a tide, but facing the dense firepower net, they are still at a disadvantage, falling into the bottomless abyss like dumpling.

  Even if occasionally two fish that slip through the net break through the interlaced and overlapping firepower nets, what awaits them is the gun butts and bayonets that hit them head-on, and the ending will not change in any way.

   From the entrance of the shelter to the central research area, the buildings were quickly taken down one by one without encountering much resistance.

   It wasn't until half the distance from the central research area that dangerous alien species such as death claws began to appear that the progress of the strategy gradually slowed down.

  However, what puzzled Sisi was that the "Yongshi" who helped them open the door of No. 79 shelter hadn't contacted them all day.

   It's like disappearing.

  Sisi didn't take it seriously, and continued to lead people to attack the shelter.

  The people from the legion came again that night, but they didn't get too close. They just took a look from a distance and left.

  The players took their prey out of the shelter and got angry in the open space outside the library. The smell of barbecue soon permeated the entire Xiangling Town, making the local survivors greedy.

   Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

   Afterwards, players from the Death Corps arrived one after another, and the number of players stationed in Xiangling Town had already exceeded one hundred.

   Just when everyone was about to forget about the radio and the "Yongshi" who claimed to be the manager, on the morning of the fourth day, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded from the radio after a long absence.

   "...how many people have you come?!"

  Sisi, who was sitting in the room, was gnawing dry food. He was startled by the sudden sound, and the cake in his hand almost fell to the ground.

   "A hundred or so... What's wrong?"

  Sisi was about to continue asking him what he had been doing these days, but the person on the radio didn't give her a chance to ask.

   "Do you need so many people?! I mean... so many people, what if the books in the library are damaged?"

  The voice was a little nervous.

   Sisi said comfortingly.

   "Don't worry, we cherish knowledge very much and will not damage the things here. Moreover, we have moved those books to the empty room on the third floor...including the survivors living there, we will do our best to ensure their safety."

   "..." The radio did not speak for a long time, and fell into a long silence.

   Sisi couldn't help being a little strange.

   Wouldn’t it be better to have more people?

  The speed at which they attacked the refuge in the past three days was almost several times that of the first day. According to her estimation, it only takes three days at most to bring out the serum successfully.

  Although it is not impossible to understand the nervousness of "many strangers have come to the house", Sis always feels that his worry is a little unnecessary.

and…

   "Speaking of which, why does your voice sound a little weird?"

"Strange?"

   "Well," Sis nodded, recalling for a moment, "It feels... hoarse than before."

   Two coughs on the radio.

   "I've been a little cold for the past two days... a small problem."

  Siss: "Oh, are you alright? Do you need cold medicine? Or tell us where you are and we'll bring you out while we search for serum—"

  The radio interrupted her.

   "No need, I'm safe here, and I don't care what happens to me. The serum in the research area, please, must be brought out, for...for the people who are still alive in this world!"

   "Don't get excited, we will succeed soon."

  Although he said this in a comforting tone, the expression on Sisi's face became more and more strange.

   I don't know if it was her illusion.

  I always feel that this guy's voice... sounds a little hollow.

   Is it really okay?

  (end of this chapter)