Chapter 463 462 Don’t do it when someone gives you a thumbs up sign?
Chapter 463 462. When someone gives you a thumbs up, they are not necessarily complimenting you.
The transportation team composed of new players is still very efficient. At the same time, because the construction priority of the Maginot Line is very high, after entering the Dark Barony, the transportation team entered the "cement avenue" built by the Mason Brotherhood.
”, which accelerated their advance in vain.
The journey that originally took two to three days was reduced to one and a half days, and we arrived at our destination in a hurry.
Just five kilometers behind the Maginot Line, a very large temporary warehouse has been built. Because of the tight time, this warehouse was built using the "old method". The form was built with wooden boards and then used by psionicists.
The fossil created a boxy storage space for the mud.
Fortunately, this place is not far from the mining area of the Dark Barony and there are enough stones available. Otherwise, there is really no way to build this thing in a short time.
"Thank you for your hard work, brothers. After unloading the goods, let's go to the camp to rest."
Tiger and Leopard Rider Lin, who came to receive the supplies on behalf of Happy Stick, shouted loudly to the new players who jumped off the convoy from his shadow-maned warhorse.
He didn't know any of these new friends, but that didn't stop everyone from feeling like "fellows from the same village" after meeting them.
Compared to the local Transians, these brothers who come from the same place as themselves are closer.
Of course, the Scarlet Hammers and Sickles are still very good at doing things.
He contacted the pink cat Cat Rabbit who was responsible for the delivery logistics in advance. He knew that the brothers who were delivering the supplies were all newbies, so he also set up a special place for "distributing rewards" next to the warehouse.
An NPC quartermaster stood there, handing each new player a small wallet and pointing to the weapon rack and gun box next to him.
It means that you can pick one at random and treat it as a "household benefit" given to new players by the Hammer and Sickle Group.
This style of doing things makes new players call him "Brother Bang", and the little complaints that were originally needed to be unloaded suddenly flew out of the sky.
It's just that they don't know that as a formally established military organization, the Hammer and Sickle Regiment can receive a batch of free material support from the warehouse under the administrative office every half month.
Since it's free, don't expect the quality to be very good, that is, the whiteboard weapons are barely usable.
The old swordsmen under Brother Bang naturally look down on these, and they just use them to gain favor among new players, so that the subsequent "recruitment work" will go more smoothly.
But since both parties are satisfied, naturally no one has the time to come and investigate the origin of these weapons.
While the new player and NPC were carrying supplies, Lin jumped off his horse and walked to a weapons box that had been put down. He picked up the crowbar next to it and opened the box, revealing three black tubes stored in it.
The guy immediately showed a nostalgic expression, and he skillfully picked up one of them, without even looking at the simplified version of the instructions next to it, and assembled the thing in just a few clicks.
The mortar in his memory appeared in front of him, but Lin was very unhappy because Brother Zhongye had neglected several important devices on this thing in order to increase production.
"The damn ruler is even omitted like this! How the hell are you aiming! Do you have to fire a few shots to calibrate the impact point before each shot? I still hope that the accurate shot will penetrate the soul with one shot."
Lin cursed fiercely on the spot.
But he also knew that Zhong Zhong's "cutting corners" was really helpless. The arsenal was currently under great production pressure, and Zhong Zhong had to omit these parts that required fine processing in order to ensure the supply of firepower for the front line.
Realize "usability" first, and then consider "ease of use".
As for the monkey version of the small artillery in front of us, if we want to fully meet the firepower requirements of Brother Bang for the Maginot Line of Defense, it is estimated that the arsenal will have to work overtime for a month or two.
"Forget it, forget it, it's not easy for everyone, I won't complain about you this time."
Lin sighed, picked up the tube, disassembled it, put it into a special bag, and put it into the shadowmane horse's overly huge saddlebag.
The huge size of these unscientific war horses means their carrying capacity is also very strong. There is a small cannon on the left side and a few cannonballs on the right side.
Speaking of shells
"Is this 'white phosphorus bomb' serious?"
Lin looked at the ten cannonballs placed in the second box.
He was a little confused as a monk. Although it looked like the most classic mortar shell, the red symbol "extremely dangerous" and a conspicuous skull mark on it represented Brother Zhongzhong's commitment to the products he made.
Confidence doesn't seem to be very high either.
"How come I haven't heard of a shell with this sequence? Is this 'independently developed' by them? Damn it, this is a real punishment."
Lin complained fiercely, then picked up the instruction card next to him and glanced at it, and found that the number one explosion master under Brother Zhongzhong, "Night Dire Bat Puppet", had given this thing a new name ingeniously:
"Undead Burner?"
Lin blinked his eyes and complained:
"Can you use your creativity in naming more for safety? I don't even dare to put this thing on my war horse. What if it explodes during the charge?"
He turned over the instruction card again, and there was a line at the back:
"It is strictly prohibited to use weapons in battles against civilized camps. Violators will be questioned and punished by the military court being formed."
"walk slowly!"
The veteran snorted, threw the instruction card aside, put the ten shells in front of him into his psychic bag, and then turned around and left.
The transportation and unloading of ten fully loaded carriages lasted for three hours. These things could not be bumped and had to be moved with the most primitive manpower. After the new players finished moving the things and received the rewards, they happily planned to go wandering in the swamp.
As they circled around, Linque found them again.
"You guys, don't run around in the swamp!
Follow the road we opened up and enter the advance camp of the northern defense line, and then choose the specific front you want to go to.
Remember not to go too deep into the swamp. Your level and skill proficiency are too low. Just hang around and kill the lone skeletons and swamp beasts scurrying around."
He seriously warned the group of people in front of him:
"Considering that you are about to go to three fronts to replenish reserve manpower, we have an additional task for you. We need you to bring some supplies to replenish the three fronts and familiarize them with the use of new weapons in advance.
You don’t need to bring too much, and you don’t need brothers to carry it on their shoulders. We will provide a dedicated marching power bag, and you only need to run once.
Of course this is not a mandatory task.
Brothers who are willing to help, we will provide you with an additional set of recruit armor as a mission reward."
"Then do it."
Someone in the crowd shouted:
"We're going to the swamp anyway, so it's just a side trip, but can we choose the new recruits' armor ourselves? I plan to become a mage, so you can't give me a set of plate armor, right?"
The crowd suddenly laughed, making Izaya burst out laughing, and he taught these cute newbies:
"In this real game world, mages can also wear plate armor. There is no real division of armor. You can dress yourself up as a warrior. And you still want plate armor?
I think you are daydreaming.
Nowadays, there is no guarantee that the commanders on the front line will have a set of plate armor. That thing is very expensive, and to be honest, it is not as useful as the lighter chain armor in close combat.
If you want to pick, go ahead and pick. They are all piled up in the warehouse anyway.
But my advice to you is to choose hard leather armor. The armor in this game is just paper. If you really encounter a powerful monster, even if you wear plate armor, you will be taken away by two swords.
After all, psionic energy is inherently penetrable, and ordinary armor cannot be said to be effective protection against it. It is better to remain agile so that you can maintain your speed when you should run."
After some instructions, Lin found the Rainbow Cat Hero who was planning to return home. He said to this guy:
"Village Chief Maomaotu just sent a message to Brother Bang. He plans to extend the logistics route to the Gorse Pioneers' station in the Cato area and monopolize the transportation of materials there. Of course, the specific implementation will have to wait until this day.
The battle is over.
What your boss means is that he hopes you can make this journey yourself and bring him back first-hand information."
"Holy shit! Senior, are you really a loser? A level 4 rookie actually asked me to explore the path in the swamp?"
Hongmao cursed:
"What will happen to this heartless bitch if I encounter danger?"
"Don't be afraid. You will have no problem walking along the road on the map. The student party has cleaned up that area. There won't be any undead that suddenly appear and stab you in the butt.
Just go with this group of cute newcomers so that you can have someone to look after you on the way."
Lin comforted him and said:
"Although the road in the swamp is difficult to walk, there is no need to be so afraid if you are just going to the safe rear. The dangerous areas are all on the front line. And when your boss personally escorts the 'big killer' here tomorrow, we will see how we deal with those assholes.
Undead."
"Oh, this is the fate of workers."
Hongmao sighed helplessly.
He stamped his feet and said:
"I am just an intern now. When I get familiar with this process, I will definitely go out and work alone and start a village of my own to develop myself."
"Yes, this is the kind of confidence we need!"
When Lin saw that he had successfully deceived a guy, he immediately took off a psychic bag and stuffed it into Hongmao's hand with a smile on his face, and said:
"This is a new gun given to the student party. Since you are on your way, you should send it over with us.
Now, this bayonet is my support for you. It can be placed directly on the bayonet holder. This is a limited purchase item. At this stage, you can't even buy it if you have money."
"Hey, you guys have some conscience."
Hongmao politely took it and put the cool three-edged bayonet on his waist. He carefully studied the map here, and after ten minutes, he set off to the west of the swamp with two teams of ten newbies.
The road in the direction of the battle line.
The first half of this section of the road was very safe as Lin said. Walking in the mud of the swamp was so quiet that there was not even a bird chirping around. They successfully completed half of the road despite the newcomers complaining about the environment.
Then, as expected, an accident occurred.
"Damn! Brothers, look! What the hell is that thing in front of you?"
Sanjin Diguashao had good eyesight. After crossing a swamp bush, he immediately saw a huge shadow advancing hundreds of meters ahead.
The ghosts moving silently in the swamp seemed to be shrouded in mist, making it impossible to see them clearly with the naked eye, but one could vaguely see the crowds of people among them, and they stretched hundreds of meters in length.
Diguashao was about to climb up the tree to take a closer look, but a hand from behind grabbed him by the collar and pinned him down in the bushes.
The college student almost fell over, and immediately glared behind him, only to see that Lao Qin, who had been telling dirty jokes just now, was lying there with a serious face, holding down two unsuspecting guys with his left and right hands.
Don't show your head.
"It's the enemy!"
Lao Qin whispered:
"A standard marching column! The direction of advance is exactly behind the western direction indicated on the previous map. If they don't turn, they will go straight between the No. 3 and No. 4 posts on the Western Front in at most thirty minutes.
That's where the enemy's outermost defense line is breached. Once the encirclement is completed and the enemies on both wings support them, an encirclement and annihilation battle can be launched against the three sentries on the protrusion in an instant.
I just discovered it when I was looking at the map!
These student parties are too young, they have stretched the front line too long, and they simply do not have enough manpower to complete the cleaning and protection of the rear communication lines.
Like a snake on a mountain, one strike from someone's side will cause big trouble.
This must be an assault carried out by the gnoll warlocks from Plague Town. Damn it, can such a level of tactics be used? The NPCs in this damn game are really smart.
Those strange lights and shadows that shrouded their bodies were probably 'psionic powers'? How could they suppress the movement of thousands of people marching to such a low level?
This is amazing.”
"Is now the time to lament this?"
Hongmao was also a little anxious.
He lay on the ground and looked around, his body shaking a little. Although he entered the game half a month earlier than the newcomers, he was a serious administrative player and had no combat experience at all.
This was his first real contact with a powerful enemy.
The other four young student party members and the newcomers also had no idea. They looked eagerly at Lao Qin, the only one with combat experience present. The latter did not say anything, but just gestured for them to hide here. He himself was short.
Like a nimble gecko, he climbed up the nearby bush in three or two steps to detect the enemy.
The newbies were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe.
Compared to the elite skeleton army in the front who were performing assault tactics, they were not even a late-night snack. If they were spotted with a round of bone arrows and bone spears from the opponent, they would die instantly.
A few minutes later, Lao Qin returned and took off the energy bag from his waist without saying a word. He said sternly to the others:
"We can't let them enter the preset battlefield so smoothly!
I guess the student party didn't even realize that they were being taken out of the way. It seems that the recent battles went so smoothly that they relaxed their vigilance.
Contact them immediately to inform them of the situation, and we will take action to slow down these guys' actions.
I just discovered that there is a terrain nearby that is very suitable for defense, and we happen to have enough canisters on hand. As long as we cooperate properly, it will not be a problem to delay them for half an hour."
"Fuck! There are only thirteen of us! Old Qin, are you crazy?"
Sweet Potato Shao suppressed his voice and shouted:
"If one person stabs us, we will become meat dumplings."
"War is not as simple as you think, and victory or defeat is not simply a comparison of numbers. Otherwise, how could the legend of three seniors capturing a battalion come about?"
Lao Qin took out the tube from the psychic bag and assembled it skillfully, while shaking his head and saying:
"Besides, why don't you take a step back and say that even if you die, it will only last three days? In reality, it is human nature to be afraid of death, and there is nothing to criticize. But you are so cowardly in a game, isn't it a bit too much?
Why don't you cut off the two ounces of flesh between your legs?
Then I won’t ridicule you, a young man who is not as courageous as a rat."
"Bah, dogs are afraid of you! I will risk my life to accompany you for a ride today!"
Sweet potato burning is worthy of being a young man, and he immediately went to bed when he was aroused.
Others are also gearing up and eager to try. Lao Qin is right, he has only been dead for three days. If he fights well, wouldn't he and his likes become famous?
"how do you say?"
Lao Qin looked back at Hongmao, who said with a sad face:
"I can't escape even if I want to. Damn it, I did it to you! Just tell us how to do it, Uncle Qin."
"My name is Lao Qin. I'm not your relative, so don't get too close."
Lao Qin curled his lips, put on his tube and gestured to the others, telling them to follow.
This group of people walked around the nearby terrain with muddy water and quickly climbed up to a prominent highland more than ten meters high. Under the command of Lao Qin, eight tubes were quickly assembled and arranged, but none of the guys here were
Anyone with experience using this thing can only watch Lao Qin "show off his skills" eagerly.
"Bullshit! If this ruler is so badly made, it will be court-martialed!"
Lao Qin cursed and simply gave up using that terrible ruler.
He half-knelt on the ground in a military posture, stretched out his left hand and raised his thumb, then placed it flat in front of his eyes. He muttered something and then raised his thumb.
This classic shot in military movies lasted for a minute, and then Lao Qin began to fine-tune the tube in his hand, and others followed his instructions to adjust the tube to the angle of upward shooting.
"Don't be afraid, kids."
Lao Qin picked up a white phosphorus bomb marked "extremely dangerous" and placed it on the mouth of the barrel with both hands. He looked back at the young people behind him, grinned and said:
"Think of this as a special military training. To be honest, it's not easy to do this in peacetime. You guys are lucky today."
"Old Qin, your smile is so charming!"
Diguashao also half-knelt beside his canister, imitating Lao Qin’s movements and holding the cannonball, and he complained:
"If I go out in the alley at night and meet a guy who smiles like you, I will definitely hand over my wallet and mobile phone without saying a word."
"Hey, then you have to meet me first."
Lao Qin snorted, shook his head and complained:
"Even if the guards don't stop me, can I, who is in a wheelchair, outrun a big guy like you? Get ready! Calibrate the first shot and fire!"
