Chapter 568 Two clues

  The drum-like explosions and gunshots stopped at some point.

   Not long after, black smoke rose in the direction of Dust Town.

  The residents walking on the mountain path stopped involuntarily, unloaded their burdens, and crawled towards the direction of the town.

   "Big Horned Deer God is above..."

   "I hope that the big horned rat is safe and sound."

   "The Emperor bless."

  From the messy prayers, it is not difficult to see how nonsense their beliefs are.

  However, the heart that prays for the peace of the warrior is not mixed with any falsehood.

  Seeing the black smoke as well, Zhang Zhengyang, whose hands were tied to the bullock cart with a rope, was relieved, and there was also a hint of secret joy.

   The honorable bishop did not give up on him!

   Their allies have sent someone to save him!

  However, he didn't write his thoughts on his face, he just shrank his head submissively, for fear of being noticed by the survivors, and vented his anger on him.

  Looking at the residents prostrate on the ground praying, Lao Bai, who was walking in front of the team, stopped and tapped his helmet with his index finger.

   "Ten minutes to rest."

   "We'll wait for them for a while."

  Here is more than 20 kilometers away from Dust Town, separated by forests and hills that are difficult for vehicles to pass through, there is basically no need to worry about being caught up.

  Thanks to the time that the brothers of the Jungle Corps bought for them, they had enough time to move to a safe area.

  After about three to five minutes, the residents of Dust Town got up from the ground one after another, patted the dust off their bodies, and picked up their bags on the ground again.

  People's mood is low and there is not much communication.

  But Lao Bai could see something other than sadness and hesitation in their eyes.

  Those things, he had also seen in the eyes of the residents of Dawn City...

   "Keep going."

  Old Bai swung his right fist.

  The transferred team pulled into a long snake among the mountains, meandering forward, heading towards the resettlement point hidden in the mountains.

   At the same time, a small silver fixed-wing drone ended its hovering and glides along the predetermined track to the side of an abandoned farm in the north.

   The two guard scouts waiting there quickly stepped forward, folded and recovered the drone, and brought it to the "Viper" transport plane parked near the farm.

   Two hours later.

  The memory of the drone was sent to the Jushi Building, and the battle video and weapon data were recovered and uploaded to the server.

  The office on the top floor of the Jushi Building.

   Standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, Ibbers watched the battle video from beginning to end.

   After about two or three seconds, he sighed quietly and pressed the close button, talking to himself.

   "I have to admit that even ugly organisms occasionally show highlights other than death..."

"beautiful."

  According to the computer simulation results, the "Iron Wall" exoskeleton plus the "Growler" bolt gun can at most bring the combat effectiveness of a human soldier to the same level as that of a mutant.

   That is, when both sides use infantry armor, thermal weapons, and there is not much difference in tactics and numbers, the one-for-one battle loss ratio is relatively close to the data of the deduction results.

   After all, the mutants themselves are the by-products of the singularity technology of "Gestalt life forms", and their existence itself is the crystallization of biological technology.

   Even if the soldiers of the Jungle Corps are all awakened, without additional support, it is not easy to play a one-for-three record.

  However, the final battle loss ratio reached one to ten!

  Ibers has no doubt that any regiment in Boulder City, even at its peak, cannot have such a high combat effectiveness.

  Twenty against more than five hundred...

  Even if it is a team composed of X-16, it may be a matter of minutes to be submerged.

   "The data is too beautiful, but it loses its reference value...but your bravery is worthy of being collected by the server forever."

   With a swipe of his index finger on the floor-to-ceiling window, Ibbers dragged the battle records and various data into the file folder for filing.

   This is the first battle of the XB-1 "Growler" bolter.

   It was also the most shocking new weapon experiment in a century.

  Thinking that those guys are all dead, Ibbers has a rare trace of regret on his face.

   "Although you may not have a chance to hear it, I still want to tell you."

   "Your death is worth more than most living organisms."

   But I didn't expect the soldiers of the alliance to be so good at melee combat. His original suggestion was to retreat when they got close to a safe distance of 10m.

   Don’t give them melee equipment like a chainsaw anymore...

  …

  【Branch line: "The first test of the bolt gun" mission is completed! 】

  【Requirement: Fight with a mutant squad of more than a hundred people. 】

  【Ebbers: "Most of your dead organisms are much more valuable, I am looking forward to the next cooperation with you!"】

  【Evaluation: S+】

【award:…】

  At the same time as the players of the Jungle Corps received the task rewards, the official website of "Wasteland OL" was full of excitement.

  The honorably offline Mr. Garbage typed on the keyboard, vividly describing the danger of the situation at that time.

   Including how he did a unparalleled kill in the middle of the group of green-skinned muscular guys, including how he took the head of the giant mutant in the crowd.

   Listening to his abstract description of "taking out a head with his left hand, and another head with his right hand", people who don't know may think that he wiped out a centurion.

  Finally, someone couldn't help asking how many people were killed in total, and Mr. Garbage told the truth quite honestly.

  Hearing "only twenty", there was a long series of boos immediately below the post.

Master Ao Nai I He: "Hehe, I'm ashamed to brag that there are only twenty. When my brother went to Southeast Asia to do business, he accidentally met a group of drug dealers. There were hundreds of them. Those guys are all tall and big. , holding an AK and a big pineapple, but was pierced by my brother with a dagger, and I later found out that it was a local warlord."

  Picking up trash level 99: "Cut, your hundred drug dealers are nothing if you throw them in the wasteland, and even the predators may not be able to beat them!"

  Irena: "I think you've already lost the moment you discuss it with Brother Yeao. (Funny

  Elf King Fugui: "Did I remember wrongly? Isn't his brother a special soldier who went to the south to perform a secret mission? (Funny

  Makabazi: "Hahahaha! I remember it too!"

  Irena: "Then the question is, what exactly did Brother Yeao do. (Funny

  As usual, Ye Ao brothers still ran away without saying a word, giving no chance to catch the lane. One can't help but wonder if this guy is secretly playing with his phone under the table.

  Back to the post itself, unlike cloud players, most players have seen how fierce mutants are.

  Especially the old players of A test.

  The impression of the terrifying resilience of mutants is almost engraved in their minds.

  So when Jun Jun said that he took 20 heads, even his teammates didn't believe this KD.

  I wanted to call it a lie quietly, but even more so, I yelled that this guy would force the two heads he took on himself, which made Jun Jun's nose crooked with anger.

   It wasn't until midnight that the Chicken Killer also came down, that his name was rectified.

   This guy really isn't bragging.

  If it wasn't for the last big guy who was so fierce that he could knock down a tree with one kick, I'm afraid he could kill more.

  That guy has a name, and he can be regarded as a purple elite monster.

   Picking up trash level 99: "...Hey, speaking of misery, you are still miserable. Twenty sets of 'Iron Wall' exoskeletons, not counting those bolt guns, add up to 300,000 silver coins, right?"

  Although he also lost a set of "Hunter" exoskeleton, but that thing is a mount equipment, in fact, it is not very expensive, if you lose it, you will lose it.

   Isn’t the game just for fun?

  Anyway, he was happy, and his believers kept it, let alone someone who lost more than him.

   This life is worth it!

  Midnight Kill Chicken: "Oh, you said that exoskeleton and rifle... Those things are mission props, if they break, they will break, and we didn't spend money to buy them anyway."

   Piltover paratrooper: "+1, have you forgotten, we usually wear the KV-1 and Miner I with welded steel plates."

  Model Voldemort: "Goblin technology is the best in the world! (Funny

   Picking up trash level 99: "???"

Task?

WTF? !

   Junk is stupid.

   Seeing those three question marks, he typed and asked in the middle of the night.

   "Didn't you receive the mission?"

  Picking up trash level 99: "...what task. (Confused

  Midnight Kill Chicken: "The mission of the giant stone military industry. Didn't I say it at the beginning, we are here to die."

   Picking up trash level 99: "What the hell?! Are you serious!?"

  Midnight Kill Chicken: "Yes."

   Seeing this "Yes", Mr. Garbage almost spat out a mouthful of old blood on the screen.

  Brother Chicken did say this at the time, but he only thought that guy was pretending to be aggressive, and he didn't take it to heart at all.

   After working for a long time, is there really such an outrageous task? !

   Thinking that the garbage man didn't believe it, he continued to type at midnight.

"The branch line of Jushi Military Industry, let's challenge '20VS100' to see how many we can kill. There are mission props that can be used for free. I originally planned to save them for later, but I just caught up with the opportunity...Anyway, the evaluation of S+, the silver coins I gave Quite a lot."

  Makabazi: "Hahahaha!"

  Irena: "Garbage Lord: The seed of injustice is actually myself. (Funny

  Elf King Fugui: "My heart hurts, if I were a garbage man, I would have passed out crying in the toilet. (Funny

  Picking up trash level 99: "I'm 豮艸芔茻%￥#@!"

  Midnight Kill Chicken: Silly laugh

The mole on the run in the canyon: "One thing to say, the loss of this equipment is really uncomfortable, and I feel distressed when I see it. I think we can have an insurance function, similar to EVE, which returns a certain percentage of isk when the ship explodes, and returns 60% or more if the exoskeleton explodes. Seventy percent of the silver coins, and then some automatic rifles and other weapons do not need to be insured."

  Irena: "Then here comes the question, based on the damage probability of the player's equipment, how much should the insurance premium account for in the total price of the equipment? (Funny

   Canyon Mole on the Run: "Well, that's definitely a problem."

   If the premium is too high, the insurance will lose its meaning. And if the premium is too low, with the almost simulated economic system of "Wasteland OL", the alliance might go bankrupt on the spot.

  He has always been interested in doing private insurance business.

  But this kind of business that gambles against obvious risks, no matter what he calculates, he will end up bankrupt in the end.

   After all, how turbulent the player is, he is the player himself, and he knows best in his heart...

  …

  While there was a lot of chatter on the forum, nearly 300 residents of Dust Town and the Burning Corps finally arrived at the mountainous area at the junction of River Valley Province and Jinchuan Province.

  The terrain here is dangerous. There is only a winding mountain road to the south, and a river 50 to 60 meters wide to the north. Steep rock walls stand in the water, and a bridge built during the Renlian era is in the middle.

  Although the roads on both sides have been basically wiped out by the years, this nameless bridge still stands upright structurally, but the whole is slightly crooked.

  Estimated to be caused by the subsidence of the ground beneath the bridge piers.

   But in the wasteland, this dangerous bridge is not in the way.

   This is already a rare road to go.

  The alliance's supply truck was parked at the bridgehead, and the players of the Burning Corps were busy unloading supplies and cooperating with the accompanying logistics personnel to carry out construction on the base of operations.

  Before the sentry towers and machine gun positions, they need to widen the road at the bridge head so that ammunition and weapons can be sent in smoothly.

  Under the current situation, it is difficult for the truck to turn around.

  Looking at the road conditions across the bridge, Ye Shi really didn't know whether to admire the driving skills of these guys or the factory of the alliance.

   This can drive the car over, and I am afraid that it will be no problem to get an A photo in reality.

   "Long time no see! Where's the trash guy? Are you hitting the streets again?"

  Seeing Lao Bai and his party, Killer Dagger walked up to say hello with a playful smile, and then saw the dark crowd behind them, with a surprised expression on his face.

   It wasn't just him who was surprised.

  The survivors in Dust Town were also taken aback when they saw his hands the size of iron pots. Several timid children nervously hid behind their parents, and some young ones even cried aloud.

  The murderous dagger looked embarrassed.

  He can't figure it out anyway, he is not as scary as Junk Jun, but seeing one or two of his NPCs is like seeing a ghost.

  However, in order not to frighten the children, he still pretended to hide his two big fists behind his back, looked at Lao Bai and asked in a low voice.

   "Why are there so many people here?"

  Old Bai shrugged helplessly, and was about to explain, but Ye Shi who was following him was one step ahead of him to answer.

   "They are all followers of Junk Lord."

  Killing Dagger: "Pfft..."

  Kidney Fighter: "Believers are okay."

"In short, it's basically like what Ye Shi said, Brother Trash, please take care of them." Lao Bai continued succinctly, "Besides, there are mutants on the opposite side, even without Brother Trash's request, we can't leave them alone. "

   "That's true..." Murderer Dagger nodded in agreement.

   Mutants, that's not human.

  Although this is nonsense, it is a perfect description of what they did. Comparing the tribe of predators with the tribe of mutants, they are all insignificant.

   Lao Bai has already reported to the manager about the dust town.

Although the Alliance has no spare capacity to take care of a group of refugees 700 kilometers away, especially Dawn City and Boulder City are preparing to deal with the spring wave, but the benevolent lord still said that the home of the refugees will send some people to come and house these people.

  At this time, the mayor of Dust Town came over.

   Behind the old man was a young man, both of them seemed to have something to say.

  Looking at the old and the young, Lao Bai asked gently.

"What's matter?"

  Qin Baitian did not speak, but first bowed his head respectfully, and when Lao Bai was surprised, he raised his head and said seriously.

"Thank you for saving us time and time again, I know we can't repay your kindness in our lifetime, but at least we don't want to be your burden, let the big horned deer **** and the big horned rat feel ashamed of us... If there is anything we are like If there are places where other people can help, please don’t be polite and tell me, I will inform the residents of the town.”

  The young man who was following Qin Baitian also nodded vigorously, and said firmly.

   "Give us a chance...we want to help you guys!"

  A few months ago, he ate Naguo by accident, and almost caused the whole village to fall into the green plague.

   It was the deer deer **** who forgave and saved him.

  The lord not only pardoned the sins he committed because of ignorance, but also gave him precious medicine, which made him spend the most difficult time.

   Until now, he finally fully recovered.

  From then on, he vowed to serve that lord with his whole life.

   Seeing the firmness in the eyes of the two, Lao Bai was silent for a while, swallowed the words that came to his lips, and said again.

   "We plan to build a supply outpost here, and we will also build a railway from Qingquan City to here in the future."

"If you want to do something for us, first count the young adults between the ages of 16 and 40 who are willing to help. I will send the list to the logistics department and let them arrange jobs for you. And then you get a salary, which is usually not a lot, but the minimum standard."

   "How embarrassing, you have helped us so much, how can we ask for your money..." Qin Baitian wanted to decline with embarrassment, but was interrupted by Lao Bai raising his hand.

"The league will not let anyone work for nothing. As long as you work, you must be paid. This is a law that everyone must abide by. I hope you understand. Just like you want to do something for us, we also don't want you to do something for yourself. Bring dry food for us to work."

  Qin Baitian was stunned.

   It wasn't because of the reward that the man in front of him insisted on saying, but because of the first sentence at the beginning.

   "Alliance is..."

"It's the alliance in the south of the River Valley Province. I haven't had a chance to tell you that we don't have any emperors, but only one administrator. That lizard is one of us, so is that mouse, and so is the person with them. We They're all residents of Vault 404..."

  Looking at the bewildered expressions of the two men, Lao Bai guessed that they might not even be able to find out where the River Valley Province was, so he stopped talking with a wry smile.

   "Is it too difficult to understand? Then you can understand it as...there is a collection of many large settlements."

   Before Qin Baitian could react, the young man asked in a daze.

   "Is it the kind similar to Pine Cone Farm?"

   "Pine Cone Farm? It must not be as big as the farm..." Lao Bai roughly understood it as a place similar to Brown Farm, and shook his head with a smile.

  However, what he didn't expect was that the young man showed a shocked expression after hearing it.

   "It's even bigger than Pine Cone Farm..."

  Ye Shi interjected curiously and asked.

   "What's that place?"

  Qin Baitian spoke slowly.

"A settlement of more than 50,000 people is located in the east of the ruins of the urban area, quite far from us, but it is also within the boundaries of Jinhe City... The farmer there seems to be called Zhao. There are many soldiers below."

  Ye Shi and Feng Feng exchanged glances, and Fang Chang, who had been silent all this time, touched his chin, with a pensive expression on his face.

   "Dust Town is the last settlement that has not been polluted by Nago... In other words, that pinecone farm should now be the site of the Church of the Torch?"

   With a slight movement in his heart, Fang Chang looked at Qin Baitian and asked.

   "Are there any larger settlements than the Pinecone Farm in Jinhe City?"

  Qin Baitian thought for a while, then shook his head.

   "It should be gone. I remember that the farm itself was amalgamated from several settlements. If I remember correctly, when I was a child, there seemed to be three or four farms there..."

  Fang Chang followed up and asked.

   "Have you been there?"

  Qin Baitian shook his head, and said with a trace of fear in his eyes.

"I don't dare to go to that place...I heard that some of the slave hunting teams in this area are actually the guards of the owner of Zhao Zhuang. Except for scavenging and hunting, we usually don't dare to leave the settlement too far. The former old mayor It is said that there is some friendship with the Pine Cone Farm, but then many things happened... If you are curious about the situation there, I can ask the hunter in the town for you."

  Fang Chang nodded.

   "Well, trouble."

  They themselves are the vanguard troops sent by the alliance to the south. They have just arrived here for a while, and they still have too little knowledge of the local intelligence.

  He needs more information.

   Whether it is for the secrets hidden by the "champion" biopharmaceutical research institute, or to find the "sanctuary" and the bishop hidden inside.

  As the largest survivor settlement in the area, Pine Cone Farm might be a good breakthrough.

   There is also the "Iron Tower" organization.

  Fang Chang looked at Lao Bai.

   "Speaking of which, what is the manager's opinion on the 'Iron Tower' organization?"

   Lao Bai finished his meditation and said.

"His suggestion is that we can cooperate with local resistance groups, but we must be wary of the possibility of infiltration of this loosely structured resistance group itself. Those we contact may be safe, but others have to put a question mark .”

  Fang Chang glanced at Lao Bai in surprise.

   To be honest, he thought so too.

  The attack last night was no different from death. It didn't look like consuming the other side, but rather consuming yourself.

  In fact, this is indeed the case, the prosthetic mutant sent on the opposite side is not ordinary fierce.

  If Ye Shi hadn't been drawn to hate him, that guy named Li Jinrong and his brothers would definitely be dead.

   What surprised Fang Chang was that he could think of this because he was at the scene and he saved that guy.

   This level can be taken into account by looking at the battle report 800 kilometers away.

  This NPC has something...

"...It is true that there may be informants from the Church of the Torch within the Iron Tower organization. We cannot fully trust them, but in turn we can also use this to pass some false information to our enemies through them, allowing our enemies to expose their weaknesses. "

   "That's a good idea..." Lao Bai nodded approvingly, and continued, "But these are just our guesses for the time being. Maybe last night was just an accident. This possibility also exists."

  Fang Chang continued.

"So we need to carry out two lines at the same time. On the one hand, we need to contact the people of the Iron Tower Organization to find out who among them can be trusted, and which part is not trustworthy. On the other hand, we can use the clue of Pine Cone Wood Farm to follow the vine. Gather information about the 'Sanctuary'."

  Old Bai nodded and said seriously.

   "Okay, then I'll find a way to contact the iron tower first."

  (end of this chapter)