Chapter 388 Good brother, use your head!

   On the southwest side of Ruigu City, a group of rabble dressed in various styles was forming a crooked formation, led by ten soldiers in black robes, moving towards the northeast side of the city.

   These skirmishers who don’t uniformly dress are basically local survivors. Some of them were scavengers, some hunters, and even farmers and herdsmen.

  In the corps, this kind of troops formed by the survivors of the occupation area or the "non-core population" in the territory is usually called "regiment army".

   Unlike the well-equipped legionnaires, they not only have malnourished dishes on their faces, but their bodies are as thin as a hemp pole, and their equipment is also highlighted as a simple, even inferior to some stronger predators.

   Each person only received a "Ripper" rifle. Before going to the battlefield, they would prepare fifteen or thirty rounds of ammunition. When the bullets ran out, they would either pick up teammates or use a bayonet to fight meleely.

   Before that, they had not even received professional training, at most they had only dealt with a few mutated cockroaches and mice.

   However, there is actually no need for training.

  In the eyes of the soldiers of the legion, these people are just cannon fodder they recruited cheaply to consume the enemy's ammunition consumables.

  No one expects them to come back alive, or even better dead.

   Of course, this is just the opinion of the majority of the Legion.

  These people who are labeled as cannon fodder obviously don't see themselves that way.

The    legion promised them that if they survived three battles, they would become "one of their own" and have the opportunity to be promoted to ten commanders. Immortal in six battles and have a chance to be promoted to centurion.

   In addition, there is a "shortcut" to take.

   That is the head of a certain death claw!

   As long as he can cut off that beast's head, he will not only be able to become a centurion, but he will also be rewarded with ten slaves!

   Hearing this good news, many survivors who had signed up to join the husong army volunteered to join the hunting team.

Although the reputation of   Death Claw is terrible, there are very few survivors who have actually seen that thing, and even fewer who have seen it and survived.

In the imagination of most survivors, there are artillery support and various anti-armor weapons. Facing a beast that can be killed with hard work, it sounds easier than going to the jungle to fight with the elite troops of the enterprise. many.

  After all, the latter are the existences that make the regular army who train them dizzy. If they really meet those guys, maybe the enemy will be sent to see the big horned deer **** without seeing anywhere...

   caressed the rifle in his hands, and Li Ba's face was full of obsession.

   He had never touched a rifle so well-made.

  In Shikeshu Village, the double-barreled shotgun of the old hunter who lived next door to him was already quite a weapon in his opinion.

   He dreamed of having one.

The battlefield guy with the rifle glanced at the guy, and wanted to complain, "What about a garbage gun for cannon fodder?", but Naihe's spoken language was too stretched, and he didn't hold back the sentence for a long time. Can be swallowed back in the stomach.

   However, just when he looked away, the NPC named Li Ba suddenly took the initiative to talk to him.

   "Dude, are you from Bate Street?"

"Yes."

   "Do you have Death Claws there?"

   His face was full of apprehension and nervousness, but in addition to these negative emotions, the battlefield guy unexpectedly saw a trace of excitement.

   is someone who has never been on the battlefield, and probably has some unrealistic fantasies in his heart.

   Battlefield guy replied briefly.

"Have."

  Li Ba: "Brilliant! Have you seen it?"

   Hearing these words, the corners of the battlefield man's mouth twitched into a smile.

   "Hehe, I've seen it before."

   That is simply looking down and not looking up.

   There is a big one outside the shelter and a small one inside. Near the nuclear bomb crater in the Elm District, one or two Dead Claws would occasionally wander over.

   He has long been surprised.

  Li Ba's eyes lit up and he immediately asked.

   "Is that Deathclaw powerful?"

   "It's just so-so, just to the extent that a slap can blow a person's head flying, and a claw can pull a person's intestines out of the stomach."

   Hearing this sentence, Li Ba's face turned slightly pale.

"real or fake……"

  The battlefield guy laughed.

   "I lied to you, why don't you try it later?"

  Li Ba did not speak.

   Seeing the cowardly look on this guy's face, the battlefield guy stopped bullying him and said comfortably with a smile.

   "Don't worry, we shouldn't see that guy today."

  Li Ba was stunned.

"why?"

   "Intuition."

  The Battlefield guy certainly won't tell this guy that he has leaked today's plan to the good brothers of the Storm Corps.

   Xiangling Town is the entrance to Vault 79.

   Before the raid on Vault 79 progressed, they couldn't let the legion take care of the boss at the gate.

   looked up at the sunlight crawling over the treetops, and the warlord muttered to himself,

   "It should be soon."

   Almost at the moment when the voice fell, there was a sudden explosion from the room in front.

  I saw a tracer flashing, the thick bulletproof armor burst and flew, and a soldier in a black robe in the crowd flew out like a kite with a broken string, and his upper body was bombarded with blood.

   When the battlefield guy saw this, his eyes suddenly filled with surprise.

   Good guy.

  Anti-equipment rifle hits people!

   A real punishment!

   The sound he was familiar with couldn't be more familiar. It was the Alliance's 20mm "light cavalry", which could use three types of warheads: armor-piercing, high-explosive, and incendiary.

  This weapon is quite useful whether it is anti-infantry or anti-Xenogeneity. The four can be used as anti-aircraft machine guns in parallel, and it can be used as a sniper when it is removed separately.

   It can be said that it is very easy to use.

   "There is an ambush!"

   "Everyone spreads out! Find cover to hide!"

"quick!"

   Although he was caught off guard, those soldiers in black robes were well-trained aviation marines who responded immediately when they were attacked.

The officer in the black robe roared and rushed to the bunker next to him with the three surviving subordinates, and the puppet army formed by the survivors quickly recovered, and they also moved towards the nearby bunker. Bunker is nearby to avoid.

   However, their opponents are certainly not vegetarians.

   Almost at the moment when the thunder-like gunfire sounded, the machine guns deployed in the window also spewed out surging flames.

The   7mm bullets poured down like raindrops, instantly causing a **** storm on the street opposite.

The soldiers who were too late to escape fell like reaping wheat, and instantly suffered more than ten casualties. Although the remaining soldiers scattered behind the bunker, they were still crushed by the fierce firepower, unable to move at all. No head.

   At the moment when the first shot rang out, Li Ba was completely dumbfounded.

   He didn't even know how he got behind the cover, all he heard was the whizzing of bullets, sparks, gravel and cement shards.

   Holding the rifle tightly, he sat against the broken concrete wall, his white lips trembling, but he didn't say a word.

   In the street three meters away from his feet, a **** corpse lay there, no doubt dead, but its legs were still fluttering.

   released the hand that was holding Li Ba's collar, dragged this guy into the battlefield atmosphere team of the bunker, and glanced at the corpses on the street next to him.

  Although these dead cannon fodder were also victims of the Legion invasion, the soldiers of the Alliance would not show mercy.

  This is the battlefield.

   "Hey, how are you?"

   "I...I..." Li Ba opened and closed his mouth with a pale face, and his originally blue and white face suddenly turned into a pig's liver color.

   "Take a deep breath, calm down, don't kill yourself without being shot... that's too embarrassing."

   patted the guy on the shoulder hard, and looking at the completely frightened expression, the battlefield guy sighed and comforted a few words with a lame phrase.

   Next, he grabbed the Ripper rifle that had been left behind and pulled the bolt to load it.

   At this time, in the alley not far away, there was an officer's roar.

"go ahead--!"

   "Let Lao Tzu press forward!"

   "I see who is hiding behind the cover like a soft egg, and I killed him with his own hands!"

   In front is the roar of machine guns, and behind is the roar of the warden.

"what!!!"

   Finally unable to withstand the pressure, a survivor rushed out of the bunker like a madman, shouted in fear, and rushed towards the tall building in front of him with his rifle.

   However, before he took two steps, a **** mist burst out from his body, and the shouting stopped abruptly. Before he could even utter a scream, he fell upright on the blood-soaked street.

   The survivors who were just about to rush out of the bunker were terrified by this scene, their legs seemed to be filled with lead, and they couldn't move at all.

   The officer who was leaning against the bunker looked at the corpse still in the fountain, and his anger was burning, and he yelled on the spot.

   "Are you really a pig?!"

   "I asked you to go around! Who asked you to rush to the front to block their eye-catching!"

  It's a pity that the dead man can't speak, the **** corpse obviously won't pay attention to him.

   But with that living example, the other cannon fodders have learned to behave, buried their heads, clinging to the bunker, and pushing forward from the side.

   However, they have not received proper training. Even though these cannon fodders have gradually adapted to the battlefield, their combat literacy is still about nothing.

   Everyone swarmed into the alley, and soon became a mess like headless flies.

  The machine guns in the distance stopped for a second or two. These rookies with less than 24 hours of training did not even know which direction to run.

   However, the battlefield guy is clear.

"time to go."

   He stretched out his hand and pulled Li Ba from the ground, and took the weak-legged coward around the alley that the machine gun fire could not cover.

   To stay put is to die.

The people of the    Legion will not hesitate to execute them as deserters, killing chickens and monkeys.

   What's more, as a two-year-old boy, it is impossible to expect to gain the trust of the enemy until the end.

   Last night, the Warlords and the good brothers communicated about this in the group.

  According to Brother Quan Shui's plan, the Storm Corps will launch a round of ambush based on his intelligence to intercept the hunting team sent by the Blocking Corps to Xiangling Town.

   And after defeating the Legion's plan for the day, he will be given a chance to pick up a head.

   Almost at the same time that the warlord circled into the small alley on the south side, three 100mm artillery shots accurately hit the housing area not far in front of him.

   The thick smoke exploded instantly, and the hot air waves and smoke columns rushed to a height of more than ten meters, blasting the originally intact concrete wall into three huge craters.

   The swirling rubble sputtered, scaring the surrounding puppet soldiers to the ground, their heads pressed against the ground, not daring to move.

   Amidst the sound of the rolling guns, there was a faint roar of an officer.

   "Get up! Don't stop! Everyone moves forward!"

   "Bring the scum that attacked us out of that building for Lao Tzu!"

   However, the effect of this roar is not very big.

   One is that the distance is too far to hear, and the other is that many people have not recovered from the sound of the cannons, and they lie on the ground and dare not move at all.

   This time, Li Ba refused to go forward without saying anything, and the battlefield guy did not continue to carry the oil tow bottle. He rushed through the hot smoke screen alone and rushed into the building that was bombarded by artillery fire.

   A light cough came from above the broken stairs.

   The previous round of heavy artillery did not kill the player hiding in the concrete building, but the sound was obviously not serious.

   "Kakarot?"

  The Battlefielder tentatively shouted up the stairs, and it took a long time to hear a response.

   "I'm an old ghost! Damn it... The dogecoins on the opposite side are directly put on the artillery, and they don't talk about martial arts."

  Old Ghost is the nickname of [Catch the Ghost at the Grave Head] and is also a member of the Storm Corps. The battlefield guy knew who the person above was when he heard it, and joked with a smile.

   "Isn't it basic to wash the artillery?"

   After a pause, he also urged.

   "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, you can solve it yourself, or I'll come and help you."

  Hey laughter came from the stairs.

   "Isn't it too boring to give you the head directly."

The rules of the game prohibit malicious PK. The "non-submission of arbitration" approach to resolve in-game conflicts will result in equal penalties for both parties. Almost no one will joke about the qualification for the closed beta test, and those who dare to joke will be kicked out before the "passing on the fire" mission is completed. server.

   However, the rules prohibit only "maliciousness", not mission requirements or special circumstances.

   I always listen to Brother Quan Shui bragging about how good Brother Quan Shui is in combat, and the old ghost just wants to take this opportunity to try his skills.

  The Battlefield guy was stunned for a moment, just in time to see the hair-thin tripwire at the entrance of the stairs, then looked up and smiled.

mock up.

   also played half push and half with my grandfather.

   "Okay, what about gestures?"

   A cheerful laughter came from above the stairs.

   "Haha, that's exactly what it means!"

   "Come on! Have a good fight!"

  …

   One is the strength system of LV15, and the other is the agility system of LV22.

   Whether it is panel data or combat experience, the battlefield atmosphere group has all the advantages, and there is absolutely no reason to lose.

   Not to mention, the old ghost brother was also internally injured in the previous shelling.

   won the PK without any suspense, but the battlefield guy still saved some face for his good brother, and let him choose a way to die after the battle.

   "Tell me what you want."

   The Tomb Hunter, who was lying in a pool of blood, panted heavily, looked at the battlefield atmosphere group with the knife in his hand, and said hehe.

   "Cough cough... Alliance, there are no cowards! Let those gangsters see Lao Tzu's heroism!"

  The Battlefield Man suddenly nodded and said.

   "Understood, I'll fill in a few more holes for you later."

   "Please! By the way, remember to disfigure me!"

   Finished explaining his last words.

  The old ghost rolled his eyes and consciously went offline.

   Looking at the good brother lying motionless on the ground, the warlord held the knife in his hand instead, Yoyo sighed softly, and stepped forward.

   "My dear brother, I'm sorry."

  …

  Although I know it's a game, it won't really die, and although there are so many, I still feel panic when I really do it.

but--

  Everything is for the Alliance.

   Thinking of this, my heart feels much better.

  While saving the old black in his heart, the battlefield guy dragged the **** "quest props" and went back to hand in the quest.

   Looking at the battlefield atmosphere group that was covered in blood and emerged from the ruins, not only the survivors who were forced to move forward were dumbfounded, but even the four legionnaires who were still alive were dumbfounded.

   "...just this one."

   Throwing the corpse and the remains of the weapon on the ground, the Battlefield Atmosphere Team looked at the stunned officer in front of him, and said with words like gold.

  The officer finally came back to his senses, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and it took a long time to squeeze out a few words stiffly.

"very good……"

This guy……

What is the origin of   ?

  The battle is over and casualties are counted.

   A team of 121 people, 31 died, including one soldier of the Air Marine Corps.

  The hunting has not yet started, and the casualties have exceeded expectations. After the remaining four legionnaires reported the situation to their superiors, they returned to the fallen leaves camp with the remaining people.

   When he first returned to the camp, the Battlefield Atmosphere Team was still thinking about whether his "credit" would be taken away by the officer who led the team, but he soon found that his concerns were completely unnecessary.

   Back to the camp, the fieldman hadn't rested for a while, and was called to Colway's camp by the legionnaires who came.

   This three-bar centurion is the top leader of the fallen leaves camp. From the conversation of the soldiers of the legion, it was mentioned that this person was a direct subordinate of Rachel, and his status was extraordinary.

   in the tent.

  Corway stared at the man covered in blood in front of him and said slowly.

"name."

   The Battlefield Atmosphere Team, who had already assumed their roles, stood up straight and answered skillfully.

   "Pangolin!"

   The officer in front of him didn't speak, just stared straight at him, his sharp eyes swept back and forth on him, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

   The battlefield guy couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

   Isn't this big nose looking at him?

   Not so much...

   Just when he was thinking about whether or not to try to meet him, Colway, who was standing in front of him, suddenly showed an expression of admiration and nodded slowly.

"good!"

   Just went through a big battle with no ambiguity at all. He single-handedly rushed into the area covered by artillery fire, and killed an enterprise's Awakened Elite with just a Ripper Rifle. This combat effectiveness is really surprising...

   What surprised Coleway in particular was that this man showed no shyness in the face of his own temptations.

   This guy is a genius!

   The only pity is that this person is a native, not a legionnaire with noble blood. Otherwise, he would not hesitate to introduce the warrior to his superior Rachel.

With a trace of regret in his eyes, Coleway raised his chin slightly and continued.

   "Starting today, I appoint you as the ten commander of the Hu Congjun."

  What the hell?

  The Battlefield Atmosphere Team was instantly overjoyed.

  This is becoming an officer? !

   Without any hesitation, he immediately raised his chest and replied.

"Yes!"

  Colway nodded approvingly.

   "Perform well, I'm optimistic about you!"

  …

  The Warlord's undercover plan went unexpectedly well.

  After sacrificing an Awakened, he not only became the ten commander of the puppet army, but also unexpectedly got the appreciation of the fallen camp "BOSS" Colway.

   At the same time, while the players of the White Bear Knights and the Death Corps were busy attacking Vault 79, the logistics transport team that brought Luo Hua back from Ruigu City finally returned to the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

   Looking at Luo Hua, who was wrapped like a mummy on the stretcher, Chu Guang's brows couldn't help twitching, and he immediately ordered.

   "Quickly send him to the shelter!"

   took over the wounded from the logistics force, and the medical staff immediately rushed towards the shelter with a stretcher.

  Chu Guang also followed and returned to the shelter together.

  Although there are hospitals on the surface, both the professional level of doctors and medical conditions are obviously not as good as shelters.

  Infirmary on the B3 floor.

  Heya gave Luo Hua, who was lying on the scanning bed, a comprehensive examination, and quickly sorted out the scan results on the tablet.

   "The left arm is completely necrotic, I'm afraid it will have to be amputated..." After she finished speaking, she looked at Yin Fang who was standing beside her, "Surgery, you are better at this."

  Yin Fang did not speak, but turned his gaze to Chu Guang, waiting for him to make a decision.

   He is the only one here who is familiar with the wounded.

   just thought about it for half a second, and Chu Guang quickly nodded.

   "Cut it, put him on a bionic prosthesis."

  Yin Fang continued to ask.

   "Which one?"

  Chu Guang said without hesitation.

   "Of course I bought it from a business."

   He didn't take all the bionic prosthetics he imported from Hedin to Boulder City to sell. After all, this kind of luxury goods is rare and expensive, and it is worthless to sell too much at one time.

  Yin Fang glanced at Chu Guang in surprise.

  I didn't expect this guy to be so generous?

   But he didn't say anything, asked Chu Guang and Heya out of the infirmary, and then immediately started the operation.

  The door of the infirmary.

   Heya, holding her arms, looked at Chu Guang curiously and asked.

   "Your friend?"

"Yes."

   "He was seriously injured..."

   Looking at the closed door, Heya said with some emotion.

   "I found at least twenty pieces of shrapnel on him, and he can survive until now thanks to the bionic organs in his body."

  Chu Guang did not speak, but just took out a silver card from his pocket.

The    card was covered with blood, but the blood lipids were not stuck on it. Chu Guang stared at it for a while, frowning slightly.

   noticed what was in his hand, and Heya, who was standing beside her, raised her eyebrows and said suddenly.

   "I think I've seen this."

  Chu Guang looked at her immediately.

   "Where did you see it?"

"I don't remember exactly where it is, but this thing... is actually the door card of the Refuge, right? I remember that the function seems to be not only opening the door, but also attaching some permissions to the card," Heya glanced strangely. Chu Guang, "Aren't you here?"

   "...we are more frugal and don't need it."

   casually said, Chu Guang stared at the card in his hand and fell into deep thought.

   The key to Vault 0?

   Really let them find...

   (end of this chapter)