Chapter 70 Surrounded by fat sheep?

   Morale?

  Desperate?

   Fear?

   These emotions can appear to anyone.

   is the only one that cannot appear on players!

   They may not be trained soldiers, but they must be born warriors.

The threat of    death meant nothing to them, and instead of giving them any fear, the sound of gunfire ignited their hunger for battle, experience, and loot.

   Take off the mask of civilized people, at this moment they are a real natural disaster.

   is like the undead who are not afraid of death!

   Raiders?

   Fuck him!

   After starting the server for so long, we finally have some exciting activities!

   "Free to fire! Repeat, free to fire!"

"Attention all squads, you are facing the most vicious people in this wasteland. The rules and methods of civilized people do not apply to them, so you don't have to be merciful! Use all the means you can think of to give me ruthlessness. Hit hard!"

   "Beat them until they kneel on the ground and beg for mercy!"

   In this battle, Chu Guang mobilized 34 reservists.

   And this is almost all the staff near the base at this moment!

   Fifteen revolving rifles, armed with thirty men.

   Two of them are in a group, sharing a rifle and 15 rounds of 7mm bullets, while the other is prepared with bows and projectiles to support in the back row.

   If a teammate falls to the ground, the substitute goes up.

   If you run out of ammo, you can fight meleely!

   Thirty players were divided into fifteen squads, which were divided into two groups from the east gate and west gate, and then spread out to flank in the direction of the north gate.

   Since there was no radio command, it was agreed to blow the whistle.

The other four players with the highest contribution are currently led by Chu Guang, carrying the 7mm and 9mm bolt-action rifles they just bought, each still carrying 15 rounds of ammunition, and outflanked the looters from Ximen. rear.

  When the whistle sounded, gunshots were heard in the whole woodland. Only bullets could be heard flying in the sky, and explosives were banging, but they couldn't hear what each other was saying.

   But it doesn't matter!

For players who are not affected by morale, the more chaotic the battle, the more excited they are, and the more beneficial to them. More than 30 people stunned and played the momentum of 60 people, knocking out ten predators. Surrounded by a group.

   If only the death penalty is not exempted, there is still a resurrection CD left to worry about, I am afraid that they have already drawn out the javelin, the axe, and the small bench and rushed.

   "Pull the gun line, pull the gun line, don't stand still and fight, let's push from the south to the north. It's noon now, they are backlit, we have the advantage!"

   "Let's flank on the left and smoke on the right, they will think they are surrounded!"

   "Aren't you afraid of being heard when you shout so loudly?"

   "Listen to the fart, they don't understand!"

   "Fuck, it makes sense!"

   "Mom, it's not much more exciting than the squash."

   "Grass, I seem to have been shot... Huh? It really doesn't hurt at all?"

   The looters in front of the North Gate were completely stunned.

   They were not regular troops, they were just stragglers. The people they met in the past were also soft persimmons, the kind that would shatter when you squeezed them. Have you ever seen such hard bones that get more and more fierce?

   "How many are they???"

   "I don't know! Damn, this is really a survivor base with only thirty people?! How do I feel... There are more than thirty people just surrounding us!"

   "Damn, why do I feel like they are more like bandits than us!"

   only had time to retreat fifty meters.

   The looters who had just dispersed were pressed to the ground, lying behind the cover, daring not to move, and could only reluctantly fight back.

  The bullets flew around against the scalp, accompanied by the flames and smoke of the explosives, and occasionally arrows, stones, and javelins that passed through the smoke.

  The air was filled with the pungent smell of sulfur.

   They couldn't even tell which direction the bullets came from, but they felt that gunshots were everywhere, and people were everywhere.

   "The enemy is on our flanks! Damn! They're trying to surround us!"

   "What the hell?! Just these cowards, how dare you surround us?!"

   "Grass, how dare they come out of the wall!"

   The ten commander named Badger was beaten up.

   It was clearly his own side that came to kill him on his own initiative, but why was he surrounded by the other side instead?

   There were not five or ten survivors' strongholds that he led and raided. Among them, there are as few as a few households, as many as nearly a hundred households, but they have never seen such tenacious and outrageous ones.

   Good guy.

  Is this all soldiers? ?

   Badger could feel that the opponent's marksmanship was poor, and the equipment was not as good as his own, but his momentum was stunned by the opponent's head.

   The ominous foreboding became stronger and stronger, and the intention to retreat had already sprouted in his heart.

   But these people obviously didn't intend to let them go.

  The sound of gunfire was clearly moving towards their side and rear, and getting closer. If they don't want to kill them anymore, they will soon face encirclement and suppression in three directions.

   realized this, and the blood in Badger's heart was also ignited.

   His eyes were red, he gritted his teeth, and put a bayonet on the iron-barreled rifle in his hand.

   "Grass! Fight with them!"

   However, just when he was thinking about this, a strange figure suddenly appeared behind the cover not far away.

  I saw that man's hand, holding a big guy with a strange shape. Its overall structure is composed of wooden barrels and iron pipes, just like... a large watering can?

  The man put the guy in his hand on the ground, set up the wooden bipod with the nozzle, pointed the nozzle, and said something in his mouth, accompanied by an almost crazy funny smile.

   Badger is naturally impossible to understand.

   But the nearby players heard it clearly and consciously avoided this lunatic.

   "Hahahaha! Feel the heat of Lao Tzu!"

  The long and narrow fire snake spewed out from the mouth of the iron pipe and drenched in the center of the Marauder's position.

  Although this swaying fire rain did not drown a single person, it ignited the surrounding dead branches and leaves, forming a sea of ​​fire that divided the battlefield.

   Thick smoke billowed up.

  The burnt ground is hot!

   There was smoke everywhere, making it almost impossible for these predators to aim.

   Brother Mosquito only had time to spray a shuttle of flames, so he immediately dropped his "Hellfire 0.2" Saya and fled.

   You can’t run without running.

  This thing is very cool to spray, but the pressure in the chamber is not enough, the fire burns back along the fuel, and I also light it up.

   Brother Mosquito hadn't run far before his "Hellfire 0.2" exploded with a bang.

   Fortunately, the surrounding players escaped early, but they didn't hurt themselves.

  Although I only had time to spray a shuttle, its effect has obviously been achieved.

  The boiling flames on the battlefield, and the almost scorched air around them, became the last straw that overwhelmed the psychological defenses of the predators.

   The loud whistle sounded again, which was the horn of the charge.

   The players who formed the encirclement trend were almost hit by bullets, and the ground was full of smoke and fire, and it was even more red-eyed.

   After hearing the whistle, each of them seemed to have been stimulant. They rushed out of the bunker screaming, picked up javelins, axes and even bricks, and launched a charge under the cover of shouting and thick smoke.

   Where have the surrounded plunderers ever seen such a battle, they always attack others by themselves, how can they see someone attacking themselves like this?

   Morale was completely unbearable.

   These rabble began to collapse from the outermost periphery, and finally fled.

  One of the three hounds was bitten to death by Junk Jun, another was scared away by the green-skinned tau lizard, and the other was shot to death while escaping.

   Looking at the teammates who fell one after another, the Badger was desperate, dropped the weapon in his hand tremblingly, knelt on the ground and raised his hands.

   "Stop! I beg you!"

   "We surrender!"

  …

   In principle, plunderers rarely surrender, after all, they have never treated their captives well, and no one will treat them well.

   But the blue coats on these people gave the Badger a bit of luck in his heart.

  Can live, who wants to die?

   They are not strong believers themselves.

  The battle was over in less than fifteen minutes.

   Hearing the sound of gunfire on the side of the base, nearby players kept coming to support them, and they joined in the siege of the plunderers with a tacit understanding.

   Even after the fight, the number of people on Chu Guang's side became more and more, from the initial 34 people directly to 45 people, and the morale is also getting higher and higher.

   After the battle, Chu Guang led the players to put out the fire in the forest, then cleaned the battlefield and counted the casualties.

   Originally, he had already planned to use the active substance reserve, but he did not expect that the performance of these players exceeded his expectations.

   Although seven were injured, none of them died.

   The one who was injured the most was the physique type, who was hit in the thigh by a shot during the charge.

   But luckily, the bullet went straight through without hurting either an artery or a bone. Due to the shielding of the unrestricted pain sensation, by the time he realized it, the wound had stopped bleeding, and even the bandages had been omitted.

   As for the predators, it can be said to be quite miserable. Of the ten, five were killed on the spot, two were seriously wounded and bled to death, and the remaining three were taken prisoner with minor injuries.

   The only fly in the ointment is that the bullets consumed more than 200 rounds in total, which directly consumed the amount of one trade, which made Chu Guang feel a lot of pain.

   These players really don’t give him any savings, and they can’t wait to shoot all the bullets they send.

   In particular, this revolver rifle is still semi-automatic, and the rate of fire is not low. After a few digs in a row, it will burn out if you are not careful.

   By the way, there are ten people in total!

   Is it hard to see people and shoot again?

   What made Chu Guang unable to complain the most was that among the seven people who died, four were killed by javelins, bows and arrows, and axes, and only three died from gunshot wounds.

   One of them was shot down by himself.

   "We have to find an opportunity for these players to practice guns!"

  No, it's better for them to buy the gun and raise their own ammunition!

  According to this style of play, fierce is really fierce, and just is really just, but after one battle, nearly half of the outpost’s ammunition inventory is consumed.

   With the current logistics of the shelter, it's really a bit overwhelming.

   Fortunately, the gains from this battle were not small, which was a comfort to Chu Guang.

  A total of ten guns, nearly 80 bullets of different calibers, a molotov cocktail that didn't have time to use, and two dirty needles.

"what is this?"

  Chu Guang glanced at the prisoner who was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, and pointed to the needle in his hand.

   The captive raised his head and quickly buried himself in fear.

   "Stimulants..."

"easy to use?"

   "Uh, it should be okay."

   No matter how easy it is to use Chu Guang, he doesn’t dare to try it on himself, so let’s throw it away with the pile of loot, maybe someday some players will be interested in buying it for research.

   Then, Chu Guang instructed several players next to him to tie the hands and feet of the three wounded prisoners together and tie them to the wooden stakes at the north gate.

  The outpost has not yet built a prison, so we can only look at people like this for the time being.

   To be honest, Chu Guang had not figured out what to do with the three prisoners.

   I heard that some survivors were directly hanged in settlements, some were sold to slave traders or mines, and some were more curious about organ harvesting and sold individually.

   After all, bionic organs are usually expensive to manufacture, and most people cannot afford them. In contrast, tissues harvested from slaves or clones are more economical.

   But this kind of anti-human thing, Chu Guang can't do it.

   Besides, he doesn't have the conditions for that kind of surgery.

   At this time, Fang Chang, carrying a bow and arrow, came over from not far away.

   When the battle broke out earlier, the Niu Ma team was hunting in the nearby city. When they heard gunfire and rushed back, the battle was basically over.

   It can be said that they have no sense of participation in this battle.

   "Dear Administrator, the predators in the north have discovered us, and my suggestion is that we should pursue the victory! Don't give them any chance to breathe, and end this riddle once and for all!"

   "That's right!"

   "Fuck them!"

   glanced at the players who were eager to try, Chu Guang thought for a moment, and finally shook his head.

   "We are not yet ready to take the initiative."

   Woodland battles and urban battles are two completely different concepts. The former is the home field of one's own side, while the latter is the home field of those plunderers.

   Pulling these players into the urban area to fight street battles with those looters and rush into the minefield is basically no different from sending people heads.

   Resurrection CD is at least three days, so be careful.

  According to the information that Jun Jun has obtained from several investigations, the looter tribe located in the abandoned tire factory is at least fifty people in size. Based on the information of the Liszt caravan, it is estimated that this number is around 60 to 70.

   If it wasn't for the opponent's misjudgment of the strength of his side, he would not have only sent a ten-man team here.

   The only thing that is fortunate now is that these ten people were all kept by himself.

  According to the thinking of normal people, they will first send a few scouts to inquire about the information, and then plan the next round of attacks.

   Of course, they may not play cards according to the routine.

  Thinking of this, Chu Guang then looked at the players beside him.

"Our enemies have rich experience in street fighting. They have been active in this area for a long time, and they are far more familiar with the terrain in the city than we are. It is not wise to rush into their home field without an absolute advantage in numbers and equipment. Decide."

   "At present, our strategy is still dominated by defense and supplemented by harassment. In the protracted battle, they will consume their vitality and force them to give up their advantages and enter our home court."

   "I have a strong feeling that the coming snow will provide us with the perfect opportunity."

   "Before that, all we have to do is trade time for space and do our best to develop."

   "Everyone, the war has begun!"

   (end of this chapter)