Security team station.
The bright tungsten filament lamp undulates with the sea water, emitting light that sways slightly up and down.
Occasionally, a few attracted moths would jump and hit the light bulb, leaving obvious black marks everywhere.
Under the dim light, the old-fashioned sliding iron door at the main entrance of the station was tightly closed, with three heavy iron locks hung on it. Behind the door were piles of debris sent by refugees from surrounding areas.
A 'No Entry' sign was placed in front of the main entrance. The red paint was dull and black, like blood that had not dried thoroughly.
In order to prevent what happened yesterday from happening again and affecting the mood of the team members.
The two guard rooms on the left and right have been urgently demolished during the day, leaving only a pile of construction waste and domestic garbage in place.
The passage leading out of the station has also been fortified and reinforced. Both sides are filled with various discarded items, leaving only one passage that can be entered by five or six people side by side.
If the enemy makes up his mind to enter from the front, he will inevitably pay a heavy price.
Behind the debris pile at the main entrance, simple defense facilities were also built inside the station.
Because it was at a sea station, there was no way to dig trenches, so we could only use sandbags to arrange our battle lines.
There are three rows of sandbags, each row can hide hundreds of people, and they serve as the first line of defense after being soaked with seawater.
Further back is the second line of defense, with shooting crenels already arranged on the top of the wooden roof.
Due to the advantage of the commanding view, the crenel can easily see enemies in the distance and launch counterattacks.
However, due to poor visibility at night, it was difficult for the enemy to shoot the people in the crenels with their native guns.
The last and third line of defense is located on the sea side of the station.
Compared with frontal conflict and battle, attacks at sea are nothing more than two things.
Either dive under the water and land, or drive a wooden boat close to the shore.
The former security team has arranged in advance to place rotten fishing nets and iron forks nearby. Even a prodigal with excellent water skills will have a hard time breaking through. If he is not careful, he will be killed.
The latter is easier to deal with. You only need to pour oil on the crossbow and shoot it over, and you can easily neutralize the offensive threat.
Therefore, the third line of defense also has the fewest people, with only fifty people arranged.
The remaining 450 people were all pressed in front, waiting for the three major gangs to launch an attack.
at this time.
Behind the first sandbag wall in a damp and cold place.
The 'rookie' Feng Zhibao, who was holding a simple crossbow, was squatting on the ground, scanning the direction of the door with extremely vigilant eyes, always ready to pull the trigger.
He was not trembling like other rookies in the field, and he was so nervous that his whole body became inoperable.
On the contrary, he is calm and ready to die with his enemies at any time.
As long as those damn beasts dare to step into the station!
Time goes back three months.
Feng Zhibao was just an ignorant young man with a dream and wanted to set foot on the New World in search of opportunities.
He wanted to rely on the materials he had accumulated for half a year to start a career ambitiously.
But fate played a joke on him.
No one expected that less than three days after arriving in the Giant Tree Root Sea, the supplies they had accumulated for half a year would be ruthlessly defrauded by a group of scammers.
Feng Zhibao remembered that night very clearly.
He went to the other party to ask for supplies, but the scammer called his accomplices and beat him half to death.
If the patrol members of the security team had not appeared in time, he might have been beaten to death on the spot.
Frustrated, Feng Zhibao didn't want to live on the spot.
He knew very well that without those supplies, he would only become one of the sacrificed people when entering the New World.
In this case, it is better to die more heroically and fight those liars!
As long as you can kill one, it's not a loss.
Kill two and earn blood.
With this thought in mind, Feng Zhibao was taken back to the security team station and received simple treatment.
He said nothing the whole time, but it was this performance that caught Bao Lei's attention.
"Young man, do you think you want revenge?"
"Why don't you talk to me and see if I can help you?"
When Bao Lei appeared in the medical room with a bowl of hot soup, Feng Zhibao's tears flowed out.
Frankly speaking, he is not a strong person.
If it hadn't been for the emergence of this game, I probably wouldn't have suffered more than a month in the wasteland throughout my life, and I would have buried a lot of trouble in my heart.
While at sea, Feng Zhibao did try to find someone to talk to about his troubles, but failed without exception.
The reason is simple: everyone is having a hard time.
No one wants to hear you come here to complain and waste time.
But that night, Bao Lei became a listener and chatted with him for half the night.
From the surface of the moon to the zenith of the moon, the two people chatted happily, and even talked about their life after peace.
Bao Lei, a black man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, wanted to be a contractor and build houses that everyone could afford, making the poor people in the world happy.
Feng Zhibao, a seemingly handsome young man, wants to open a zoo and build a large ranch that can accommodate all the strange creatures in the wasteland, attracting all survivors to come and enjoy it.
In a sense, both of them are idealists.
"Feng Zhibao, are you considering joining the security team? Live until that day."
It's like a ray of light shining in the darkness.
From that day on, Feng Zhibao became a "rookie" in the security team.
A rookie who is a little different from other rookies.
"Relax, you guys are so nervous, it makes me nervous too."
The 'Old Bird' Shi Li who was sitting aside couldn't help but complain.
As a warrior from the Tianyuan territory, he was not that panicked in tonight's battle.
During the day, the security team had hand-rolled 2,000 rounds of ammunition over the quota.
Sixty guns, each gun can have a magazine.
Just save some time and take away 500 people easily, without any pressure at all.
After all, no matter how ferocious a group of gang members are, how many of them will dare to attack after a round of volley fire?
But when he was surrounded by these rookies, the tense atmosphere spread and made him nervous.
It's as if the enemy you're facing is a group of elite soldiers rather than a disorganized gang.
"Brother Shi."
"What's wrong?" Shi Li turned his head and glanced at Feng Zhibao, his tone a little unkind.
He remembered that this guy liked to be in the spotlight during training, as if he was a fool.
But his grades are always ranked in the middle of the pack, and he belongs to someone who is obviously not that good, but still wants to force himself to be good.
How tiring is life?
No, how tiring is it to carry this guy?
Bao Lei assigned this guy to the first line of defense. Is it because he was afraid that the place would not be chaotic enough if there was a fight?
Realizing that Shi Li's attitude was a bit unkind, Feng Zhibao opened his mouth timidly, feeling embarrassed for a while, but finally spoke out what was in his heart.
"Are you from the New World?"
"Um?"
He was slightly stunned for a moment, and a dark red glow appeared on the long and narrow face of the tall man from the northwest according to the Stone Calendar.
"Why do you ask?"
"Because you seem to be much more confident than us." Feng Zhibao moved his body, came as close as possible and whispered: "I'm thinking that you must have seen more difficult dangers before you are facing this kind of danger now.
The degree of danger doesn’t matter.”
In fact, many people in the security team now speculate that the members of the security team when it was first established were all from the New World.
But Bao Lei has never come forward to explain, nor clearly stated where they belong.
On the surface, everyone is just an ordinary member of the security team in the Giant Tree Root Sea.
But secretly, all the rookies in the security team can feel the difference between themselves and the veterans.
Not only is the difference in experience and combat effectiveness, but also a completely different mentality.
"Well, your guess is correct. We are indeed from the New World."
"Really?" Not only Feng Zhibao was surprised, but other rookies next to him also pricked up their ears.
"Well, we have reached this point now. There is no need to lie to you." Shi Li pursed his dry lips and suddenly laughed: "Why, do you think that if we fight tonight, we will have support outside?"
"Forehead"
Feng Zhibao scratched his head and couldn't help but secretly sighed that these old birds were really powerful.
He obviously didn't say anything, but the other party easily guessed what he wanted to say.
This feeling of no privacy makes it more comfortable to communicate with Captain Bao Lei!
"Give up, there is no support tonight, and there will be no support."
"If we can't even deal with this rabble, our security team has been developing for so long in vain."
"Be clear-headed. In the wasteland, the best support is always."
Shi Li turned around from the ground, half-crouched on the ground and looked around at the rookies around him, his lips moving slightly.
"Own!"
"If you don't even believe in yourself, why would you believe in others?"
Feng Zhibao looked at Shi Li blankly.
Although I felt in my heart that what he said was absolutely right, he came out with an answer that made people laugh or cry.
"Captain Shi, you are right, but I still believe it. Where is Su Shen?"
"Get out of here, haha."
Shi Li rarely cursed: "Is that a human being, God Su?"
Suddenly, echoes came from the audience.
Strictly speaking, Su Shen is no longer on the same level as ordinary people.
Believing in him is a kind of faith in a sense.
"Then do you believe it or not?" Feng Zhibao still asked reluctantly, and he was stunned again.
This time it was not Shi Li who answered him, but another rookie next to him.
"Feng Zhibao, you know, I am the old Su, but will Su Shen send someone to support us?"
"Maybe."
He muttered something in his mouth, and saw the rookies next to him showing teasing looks.
Feng Zhibao stopped talking.
But from an angle that no one saw, something cunning flashed in his eyes.
After such a fuss, the tense atmosphere just now has disappeared.
And this is why Bao Lei is willing to send him to the first row.
Bao Lei, I am willing to believe him.
Half past eleven in the evening.
Figures of people finally began to flicker in the alleyway in front of the security team's station.
The team members lying at the firing crenel discovered it immediately and quickly spread the news to the front positions.
"Oh oh oh, the person is finally here!"
"These guys, after being so arrogant last night, it's time to pay the price today!"
"He liked shitting so much last night, I'm going to beat him into his pants pocket tonight!"
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Since the disaster only ended for one day, there were no iron ore resources around the Giant Tree Root Sea area.
Therefore, except for the team members in the shooting crenel who have guns, the people in the position all use homemade simple wooden crossbows, and it is difficult to find even an iron knife.
However, the three major gangs have wider areas of influence, more people, and relatively abundant supplies.
If we wait a few more days, it is very likely that the stocks used during the disaster will not be used, but brand new iron weapons, or more native guns and cannons.
Now both parties have junk in their hands, which is actually a good thing for the disadvantaged party with fewer people.
Just like now.
Many militant gang members had already rushed to a place less than fifty meters away from the gate, but they did not dare to go any further for fear of being ambushed.
We can only wait for the decision-makers to issue orders to test the bottom line of the security team step by step.
Sure enough, after a while, even before the team behind them stopped, Mitchell, the deputy leader of the Fan Gang who came to provoke yesterday, walked out of the crowd.
Behind him are basically the members who came to provoke yesterday.
Seeing the familiar arrogant faces among them, the security team members in the first row immediately put their fingers on the trigger involuntarily, eager to fire the crossbow right now.
So hateful.
Do they think they were able to ride on the head of the security team with dignity yesterday, and can they do the same today?
We have reached the point where we are at a loss for what to do. Don't dare to come forward to provoke us again.
"Hmph, as long as they dare to shoot arrows like yesterday."
Shi Li snorted coldly, and his eyes were also watching the movements of the people in front of him along with all the team members.
If you can get over it if you endure it last night, then tonight there will definitely be a battle between the two sides.
Otherwise, mobilizing 10,000 to 20,000 people to besiege the security team would be too loud and too small.
"Friends from the security team, we are here with good intentions."
Although the game closes the communication channels between humans and aliens, it is no longer possible to understand each other's language.
But between humans and humans, the game has not been perfected, and it still retains some functions.
Just like now, Mitchell speaks English, but what everyone hears is broken Chinese.
"You must know that the purpose of our three major gangs is just to get the tundra fleet to take action and teach this river-crossing dragon a lesson, so."
"By opening the door, we can avoid unnecessary casualties among ourselves.
It's weird.
Yesterday, Mitchell was so arrogant that his leaders wanted to turn the entrance of the station into a toilet.
As a result, today he looked polite and polite, trying to be a lobbyist to persuade the security team to take the initiative to open the door.
"Idiot, get out!"
Shi Li simply picked up the horn and shouted loudly in front of him.
Damn it, it’s already come to this, what are you still pretending to do?
"Bitch, if you have the guts today, why don't you take a few more steps forward and try walking to where you were yesterday?"
"Yes, your father does not want to see unnecessary casualties, but this is not the reason for your son to be arrogant."
"Now I'll give you a choice. Take your people and go back. We can still pretend that this didn't happen."
"Otherwise, whoever dares to enter within 20 meters of the gate of the station today will be our enemy."
"Want to give it a try? Let's see if we can fight through the dawn!"
This chapter has been completed!