Chapter 568 Two Clues
Chapter 568 Two Clues
The drum-like explosions and gunshots stopped at some point.
Not long after, black smoke floated in the direction of Dust Town.
The residents walking on the mountain path stopped involuntarily, unloaded their bags, and prostrated themselves in the direction of the town.
”God of the Big Horned Deer…”
”I hope Lord Big Horned Rat is safe.”
”May the Emperor bless you.”
From the messy prayers, it is not difficult to see how absurd their beliefs are.
However, the heart that prayed for the warriors’ safety was not false.
Zhang Zhengyang, who was tied to the ox cart with his hands tied by ropes, also saw the black smoke. He felt relieved and secretly happy.
The honorable bishop really did not give up on him!
Their allies sent people to rescue him!
However, he did not write his thoughts on his face, but just shrank his head timidly, fearing that the survivors would notice and vent their anger on him.
Looking at the residents prostrating themselves on the ground and praying, Old White, who was walking in front of the team, stopped and tapped his helmet with his index finger.
”Ten minutes of rest.”
”We’ll wait for them for a while.”
This place is more than 20 kilometers away from Dust Town. There are forests and hills that are difficult for vehicles to pass through, so there is basically no need to worry about being caught up.
Thanks to the time bought by the brothers of the Jungle Corps, they have enough time to move to a safe area.
After about three or five minutes, the residents of Dust Town got up from the ground, patted the dust on their bodies, and picked up their bags on the ground again.
People were in a low mood and did not communicate much.
But Old White 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 on the road.”
Old White waved his right fist.
The transferred team stretched into a long snake in the mountains, winding forward, heading towards the resettlement site hidden in the mountains.
At the same time, a small silver fixed-wing drone ended its hovering and glided along the predetermined track to the side of an abandoned farm in the north. The
two Guards Regiment scouts waiting there quickly stepped forward, folded up the drone, and took it to the “Viper” transport plane parked near the farm.
Two hours later.
The drone’s storage was sent to the Monolith Building, and the battle video and weapon data were recovered and uploaded to the server. In
the office on the top floor of the Monolith Building.
Ibers, standing by the French window, watched the battle video from beginning to end.
After about two or three seconds, he sighed and pressed the close button, talking to himself.
”I have to admit that even ugly organics occasionally show highlights other than death…”
”Too beautiful.”
According to the computer simulation results, the “Iron Wall” exoskeleton plus the “Growler” grenade 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, hot weapons, and the difference in tactics and numbers is not big, the one-for-one casualty ratio is closer to the deduction result.
After all, mutants are the byproduct of the singularity technology of “perfect life form”, and their existence itself is the crystallization of biological technology.
Even if the soldiers of the Jungle Corps are all awakened, it is not easy to achieve a one-for-three record without additional support. However, the
final casualty ratio reached one to ten!
Ibers has no doubt that any corps 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 will probably be drowned in a matter of minutes.
”The data is too beautiful, but it has lost its reference value… But your bravery deserves to be collected by the server forever.”
Ibers gently stroked the French window with his index finger, and dragged the battle records and various data into the file folder for archiving.
This is the first battlefield of the XB-1 “Growler” bolt gun. It is
also the most shocking new weapon experiment in a hundred years.
Thinking of those guys being dead, a rare trace of regret appeared on Ibers’ face.
”Although you probably won’t have a chance to hear it, I still want to tell you.”
”Your death is much more valuable than most organic beings.”
However, he didn’t expect the Alliance soldiers to be so good at close combat. His original suggestion was to retreat when they were within a safe distance of 10m.
How about giving them some close combat equipment like chainsaws…
…
[Side quest: “First Test of Bolt Gun” mission completed! ]
[Requirement: Engage in a firefight with a mutant squad of more than 100 people. ]
[Ibers: “Your death is much more valuable than most organic beings. I look forward to working with you next time!” ]
[Evaluation: S+]
[Reward: …]
At the same time when the players of the Jungle Corps received the mission rewards, the official website of Wasteland OL was very lively.
Trash, who had gone offline with honor, was typing on the keyboard, vividly describing the dangerous situation at that time.
Including how he killed a bunch of green-skinned musclemen in a ragtag group, including how he took the head of the giant mutant in the crowd.
Hearing his abstract description of “one head with his left hand, another head with his right hand”, people who didn’t know would think he killed a hundred-man team.
Finally, someone couldn’t help asking how many people he killed in total, and Trashman told the truth like a very honest person.
When he heard “only twenty”, a long string of boos immediately broke out under the post.
What can Ye Ao do to me: “Haha, you have the nerve to brag with only 20 of them. When my brother went to Southeast Asia to do business, he accidentally ran into a group of drug dealers, about a hundred of them. Those guys were all tall and strong, carrying AKs and pineapples, but they were killed by my brother with a dagger. Later I found out that they were local warlords.”
Garbage Picker Level 99: “Tsk, your 100 drug dealers are nothing in the wasteland, even the predators may not be able to beat them!”
Irena: “I think you lost the moment you discussed with Brother Ye Ao. (Funny)”
Elf King Fugui: “Did I remember it wrong? Wasn’t his brother a special forces soldier who went to the south to carry out a secret mission? (Funny)”
Makabazi: “Hahaha! I remember it too!”
Irena: “Then the question is, what did Brother Yeao’s ancestors do? (Funny)”
As usual, Brother Yeao still threw down a sentence and ran away, not giving anyone a chance to catch him. People can’t help but wonder if this guy is the kind of person who secretly plays with his phone under the table.
Back to the post itself, unlike cloud players, most players have seen how powerful mutants are.
Especially the old players of the A test.
The impression of the mutants’ terrifying recovery ability is almost engraved in their minds.
Therefore, when Trash said that he took 20 heads, even his teammates didn’t believe this KD.
I wanted to quietly call it fake, and I was even more angry that this guy must have counted the two heads he took as his own, which made Trash’s nose crooked. It
was not until the midnight chicken was killed that he was vindicated.
This guy really wasn’t bragging.
If the last big guy wasn’t so powerful that he could knock down a tree with one kick, I’m afraid he could have killed more.
That guy has a name, and he can be considered a purple elite monster at least.
Garbage Pickup Level 99: “… Hey, when it comes to misery, you are the ones who are miserable. Twenty sets of ‘Iron Wall’ exoskeletons, not counting the bolter, add up to 300,000 silver coins, right?”
Although he also lost a set of “Hunter” exoskeleton, that thing is just a mount equipment, which is not very expensive. So let it go.
Isn’t the game for fun?
Anyway, he had a good time, and his believers were saved, not to mention that some people lost more than him.
This life is worth it!
Midnight Chicken Killer: “Oh, you mean the exoskeleton and rifle… Those are mission items. If they break, they break. Anyway, we didn’t buy them.”
Piltover Paratrooper: “+1, have you forgotten? We usually wear the KV-1 and Miner I with welded steel plates.”
Voldemort: “Goblin technology is the best in the world! (Funny)”
Garbage Picker Level 99: “???”
Mission?
What the hell? !
Garbage Jun was dumbfounded.
Seeing the three question marks, Midnight Chicken Killer typed and asked.
”Didn’t you receive the mission?”
Garbage Picker Level 99: “…What mission. (Confused)”
Midnight Chicken Killer: “The mission of the Giant Stone Military Industry. Didn’t I say at the beginning that we are here to die.”
Garbage Picker Level 99: “Fuck?! Are you serious!?”
Midnight Chicken Killer: “Yes.”
Seeing this “Yes”, Garbage Jun almost spit out blood on the screen.
Chicken Brother did say this at the time, but he just thought that guy was pretending and didn’t take it seriously at all.
After all this time, is there really such an outrageous task?!
Thinking that Trash Brother didn’t believe it, Midnight Killer continued typing.
”The side quest of Giant Stone Military Industry, let’s challenge ’20VS100′ and see how many we can kill. There are quest props for free. I was planning to do it later, but I just caught the opportunity… Anyway, the rating is S+, and the silver coins given are quite a lot.”
Macabazi: “Hahahaha!” Irena
: “Trash Brother: I am the one who was wronged. (Funny)”
Elf King Fugui: “Sorry, if I were Trash Brother, I would have fainted in the toilet crying. (Funny)”
Trash Picker Level 99: “Fuck you%￥#@!”
Midnight Killer: “(Silly smile)”
The Canyon is Runaway Mole: “To be honest, the loss of equipment is really painful, and it makes me feel sad. I think we can have an insurance function, similar to EVE, where a certain percentage of ISK is returned when a ship explodes, and 60% or 70% of silver coins are returned when an exoskeleton explodes, and then some weapons such as automatic rifles do not need to be insured.”
Irena: “Then the question is, given the probability of damage to the player’s equipment, what percentage of the total equipment price should the insurance premium be? (Funny)”
Canyon Runaway Mole: “Well, this is indeed a problem.”
If the premium is too high, insurance loses its meaning. And if the premium is too low, with the almost realistic economic system of “Wasteland OL”, the alliance may 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 will end in bankruptcy no matter how he calculates it.
After all, he is a player himself, so he knows best how reckless players are…
…
Just as people were talking about this 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. The steep rock walls stand in the water, and in the middle is a bridge built in the era of the Human Alliance.
Although the roads on both sides have been basically wiped out by time, this nameless bridge still stands in good structure, but it is slightly tilted as a whole.
It is estimated that it was caused by the collapse of the stratum under the bridge pier.
However, in the wasteland, this dangerous bridge is not a problem.
This is already a rare easy road.
The Alliance’s supply truck is parked at the bridgehead, and the players of the Burning Corps are busy unloading supplies and cooperating with the accompanying logistics personnel to construct the base of operations.
Before the sentry tower and the machine gun position, they need to widen the road at the bridgehead so that ammunition and weapons can be delivered smoothly.
In the current situation, it is difficult for trucks to turn around.
Just looking at the road conditions on the other side of the bridge, Ye Shi really doesn’t know whether to admire these guys’ driving skills or the Alliance’s factory.
If they can drive the car here, it will be no problem to get an A driver’s license in reality.
”Long time no see! Where’s the garbage man? Did he fail again?”
Seeing Lao Bai and his group, the Killing Dagger walked up to them with a grin and greeted them. Then he saw the dark crowd behind them and suddenly showed a surprised expression on his face.
He was not the only one surprised.
The survivors of Dust Town were also frightened when they saw his hands as big as iron pots. Several timid children hid behind their parents nervously, and some of the younger ones even cried out.
The Killing Dagger looked embarrassed.
He just couldn’t figure it out. No matter how scary he was, he was not as scary as Garbage-kun, so why did he act as if he saw a ghost when he saw his NPCs?
But in order not to scare the children, he 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?”
Lao Bai shrugged helplessly, and was about to explain, but Ye Shi, who was following him, answered before him.
”They are all followers of Junji Jun.”
Killing Dagger: “Pfft…”
Kidney Fighter: “The followers are okay.”
”In short, it’s basically like Ye Shi said, Junji Jun asked us to take good care of them.” Lao Bai continued to say concisely, “Besides, the opposite side is mutants. Even if Junji Jun didn’t ask us, we can’t just leave them alone.”
”That’s true…” Killing Dagger nodded in agreement.
Mutants, they are not human.
Although this is nonsense, it is the most appropriate description of what they did. Compared with the tribe of predators and mutants, they are nothing.
Lao Bai has already reported to the administrator about the matter of Dust Town.
Although the alliance did not have the spare capacity to take care of a group of refugees 700 kilometers away, especially since Dawn City and Boulder City were preparing for the spring wave, the kind-hearted lord still said that he would let the refugee home send some people to settle these people on the spot.
At this time, the mayor of Dust Town walked over here.
Behind the old man was a young man, and both of them looked like they had something to say.
Looking at the old and young, Lao Bai asked gently.
”Is there anything?”
Qin Baitian did not speak, but bowed respectfully. When Lao Bai was surprised, he raised his head and said seriously.
”Thank you for saving us again and again. I know that we can’t repay your kindness in our lifetime, but at least we don’t want to be a burden to you and make the Great Horned Deer God and the Great Horned Rat feel ashamed of us… If there is anything that people like us can help with, please don’t hesitate to tell me, and I will convey it to the residents of the town.”
The young man next to Qin Baitian also nodded vigorously and said with a firm look.
”Please give us a chance… We want to help you do something!”
A few months ago, he accidentally ate a Naguo and almost caused the whole village to fall into the green plague.
It was the Great Horned Deer God who forgave and saved him.
That lord not only pardoned the sins he committed out of ignorance, but also gave him precious medicine to help him get through the most difficult time.
Until now, he has finally recovered completely.
From then on, he vowed to serve that lord for the rest of his life.
Seeing the determination in the eyes of the two, Lao Bai was silent for a while, swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue, and changed his words.
”We plan to build a supply outpost here, and later we will build a railway from Qingquan City to here.”
”If you want to help us do something, first count the young and strong people 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 work for you. Then you can also get a salary, although it is usually not much, just the minimum standard.”
”How can this be embarrassing? You have helped us so much, how can we ask you for money…” Qin Baitian wanted to refuse with an embarrassed look, but was interrupted by Lao Bai.
”The alliance will not let anyone work for free. 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 bring your own dry food to work for us.”
Qin Baitian was stunned.
It was not because of the reward that the man in front of him insisted on talking about, but because of the first sentence at the beginning.
”The Alliance is…”
”It’s the Alliance in the southern part of the River Valley Province. I haven’t had the chance to tell you that we don’t have an emperor, but only a manager. That lizard is one of us, as is that rat, and the person with them. We are all residents of Shelter 404…”
Seeing the confused expressions on the faces of the two, Lao Bai guessed that they probably couldn’t even figure out where the River Valley Province was, so he smiled bitterly and stopped talking.
”Is it too hard to understand? Then you can understand it as… a group of many large settlements.”
Qin Baitian hadn’t reacted yet, and the young man asked blankly.
”Is it something like the Pine Cone Farm?”
”Pine Cone Farm? It’s definitely not as big as a farm…” Lao Bai roughly understood it as a place similar to Brown Farm, and smiled and shook his head.
However, what he didn’t expect was that after hearing it, the young man showed a shocked expression.
”It’s even bigger than the Pine Cone Farm…”
Ye Shi asked curiously.
”What place is that?”
Qin Baitian said slowly.
”A settlement of more than 50,000 people, located a little to the east of the ruins of the city, quite far from us, but also within the territory of Jinhe City… The owner of the farm there seems to be Zhao something, and he has a lot of soldiers under him.”
Ye Shi and Kuangfeng exchanged glances. Fang Chang, who had been silent, touched his chin, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.
”Dust Town is the last settlement that has not been polluted by Naguo… In other words, that pine nut farm should now be the territory of the Torch Church?”
With a slight movement in his heart, Fang Chang looked at Qin Baitian and asked.
”Is there a settlement larger than the pine nut farm in the Jinhe City area?”
Qin Baitian thought for a while and shook his head.
”Probably not. I remember that farm itself was merged from several settlements. If I remember correctly, when I was a child, there seemed to be three or four farms there…”
Fang Chang asked immediately.
”Have you been there?”
Qin Baitian shook his head and said with a hint of fear in his eyes.
”I don’t dare to go there… I heard that some of the slave-hunting teams in this area are actually the guards of the owner Zhao. Apart from scavenging and hunting, we usually don’t dare to leave the settlement too far. It is said that the old mayor had some friendship with the Songguomu Farm, but many things happened later… If you are curious about the situation there, I can help you ask the hunters in the town.”
Fang Chang nodded.
”Well, thank you for your trouble.”
They were the vanguard sent by the alliance to the south. They had just arrived here for a while and still had too little knowledge of the local intelligence.
He needed more intelligence.
Whether it was for the secrets hidden in the “Champion” Biopharmaceutical Research Institute or to find the “Holy Land” and the bishop hidden in it.
As the largest settlement of survivors in the area, Songguomu Farm may become a good breakthrough point.
And there is 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 said after finishing his contemplation.
”His suggestion is that we can cooperate with the local resistance organization, but we must be wary of the possibility of infiltration of this loosely structured resistance organization itself. The people we contact may be safe, but others have to be questioned.”
Fang Chang looked at Lao Bai in surprise.
To be honest, he thought so too.
The attack last night was no different from sending death. It didn’t seem to consume the opponent at all, but it seemed to consume oneself.
In fact, it was true. The cyborg mutant sent by the opponent was not ordinary fierce.
If it weren’t for Ye Shi’s hatred, the 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. He
could think of this level just by looking at the battle report from 800 kilometers away.
This NPC is something…
”…Indeed, there may be informants from the Torch Church inside the Iron Tower Organization. We cannot completely trust them, but on the other hand, we can also take advantage of this and pass some false information to our enemies through them, so that our enemies will reveal their flaws.”
”That’s a good idea…” Lao Bai nodded approvingly, and then said, “But these are just our guesses for now. Maybe last night was just an accident. This possibility also exists.”
Fang Chang continued.
”So we need to proceed on two lines at the same time. On the one hand, we will contact the people of the Iron Tower Organization and find out who among them can be trusted and who is not trustworthy. On the other hand, we can use the clue of Pine Cone Farm to follow the clues to collect information about the ‘Sanctuary’.”
Lao Bai nodded and said seriously.
”Okay, then I’ll find a way to contact the Iron Tower first.”
(End of this chapter)
