At the east gate of the Wetland Park, at the connection between No. 76 Street and the remains of the viaduct, gunfire and explosions were heard.
The group of paddlers took the lead in entering the edge of 76th Street. Before they could go any further, they were ambushed by a team of mutants.
The two people walking at the front were shot into hedgehogs on the spot, and the remaining eight people scattered and retreated, hiding behind the bunker and taking out their weapons to fight back.
Hearing the gunfire from the front, a group of cattle and horses coming out of the park followed closely behind, and immediately rushed to support.
However, the mutant ambushers apparently also discovered them, and soon several cold arrows flew towards them.
Fang Chang, who was hit by an arrow in the stomach, was dragged behind the bunker by Lao Bai.
“Gan! If I had brought a mechanical compound bow, I wouldn’t have shot these bastards to death!”
Fang Chang cursed and stretched out his hand to pull out the arrow stuck in his belly, but before he could touch the arrow shaft, Lao Bai slapped his hand away.
“What are you doing?”
Lao Bai said with a serious face.
“I just saw those mutant arrows, and they all have hooks. If you insist on pulling them out, be careful to take out the intestines!”
……
Fang Chang took a shaky breath.
Although it doesn’t hurt, it sounds quite scary.
Crouching behind a nearby bunker, the fugitive mole in the canyon lit the Molotov cocktail, handed it to the strength player next to him, and pointed in a direction for him to throw it out.
The Molotov cocktail drew a beautiful parabola, crossing the friendly defense line and onto the mutant position. Burning wood tar spread everywhere, turning the remains of the abandoned car into a ball of fire, forcing the mutants behind to leave the bunker.
The friendly forces in front immediately seized the opportunity and opened fire. At least a dozen rounds of bullets were poured out, severely crippling the mutants who left the bunker.
However, merely being severely disabled is of no use.
The injured mutants were quickly dragged into a storefront on the side of the street by their teammates. The wounds of these green-skinned muscle guys would solidify and scab at an incredible speed, and within a short time they would be standing in front of them alive again.
The only one in the Niuma team who carries a gun is Ye Shi. After a period of practice, his shooting experience is much better than when he first touched the gun, but it is still not easy to hit the target from a distance of two to three hundred meters.
Easy things.
Especially the cold arrows thrown from the opposite side caused him a lot of trouble.
He dodged several arrows by relying on his high-perception instinct, almost grazing his ears and making him jump with fear.
If you are not careful, you will go back to the forum directly.
“Damn it! I’ve never fought such a disgusting opponent!” Looking at the predator who was shot and still acting like nothing happened, Ye Shi, who was finally hit, started to curse angrily.
The last Molotov cocktail was used up, and Brother Mole shouted at the top of his lungs.
“We don’t have any guns, let’s withdraw!”
These Molotov cocktails were originally reserved for moths, but now they are all used on mutants.
Hearing that the teammates behind him were planning to withdraw, the paddler who was dragged along the edge in front suddenly panicked and shouted to the back.
“Gan! Don’t abandon us!”
Fang Chang, who was lying next to Lao Bai after being hit by an arrow, was cursing.
“Then why don’t you give me a gun! We went to buy books and we didn’t even bring a gun!”
Mole on the run in the canyon: "Where are the mosquitoes?! How long do you have to prepare?"
“Hurry, hurry up!”
Finally, he picked up his box from the corpses of his teammates. Mosquito hurriedly opened the box and took out the "Tempest Version 0.5 Individual Soldier Special Edition" contained inside.
Without enough time to introduce his equipment, Mosquito lit the fuse, put the thigh-thick rocket launcher on his shoulders, aimed at the mutant closest to him, and shouted stubbornly at the top of his voice.
“Waste Al!”
The tail flame and white smoke emitted by the rocket filled his mouth, and a huge fist hit the abandoned bus fifty meters away, and then exploded into a ball of orange-red fire.
Having said that, this power is quite astonishing!
Especially after learning the lesson of killing chickens at midnight, this time Mosquito replaced the high-explosive warhead with an incendiary warhead and increased the charge.
Although it did not directly hit the target he was aiming at, the flames that rolled up directly swallowed a mutant, burning him so loudly that he screamed and rolled in the snow, and was killed by the players in the front row.
Robbing and beating to death.
OB's Fang Chang, who was hiding behind the bunker, took a look at the situation on the other side and said with a frown.
“There are at least 10 more on the opposite side!”
Lao Bai: “Why do I feel like there are at least 20 of them!”
Fang Chang: "It's impossible to have 20. If there were that many, they wouldn't have fired at us. They would have killed the group in front of us!"
Precisely because there is no advantage in quantity, the playing style is relatively clumsy, Fang Chang judged it this way.
However, even so, the situation is far from optimistic.
There are 9 people in the Ox Horse Team, and the equipment they carry are all "anti-moth weapons", which are of no use against mutants.
The 10 people on the edge of the water were all armed with guns, but they were caught off guard at the beginning. Now only 5 people are still holding on to their positions, and the rest are either dead or injured, and they are still seriously injured enough to lose their combat effectiveness.
The players' willpower is very strong and they will not stop fighting as long as they can still move their hands. However, the gap caused by realistic factors cannot be reversed by willpower alone.
They are not facing one or two mutants.
But an entire mutant ambush team!
This team has probably been ambushing here for a while, waiting for them to enter the ambush circle and give them a head-on attack.
The greenhouse convoy behind was in a dilemma.
Both Fang Chang and Mole knew clearly that it would be doomed if the stalemate continued like this.
But if you let go of the teammates in front and retreat, those mutants will definitely charge without any scruples and eat up all the friendly troops in front.
The ammunition was almost running out, so he took off his own VM with a sudden thought, stuffed it into a fur satchel, and threw it towards Fang Chang and his group behind him.
“Take my vm back! Escape quickly!”
Ye Shi reached out to pick up the satchel and looked at the man in front of him who was attaching a bayonet to the rifle and said in surprise.
“Holy shit, brother, are you crazy?! Fighting with mutants on the bayonet?!”
Brother Bian Bian looked at the gun he just bought with a tragic face, gritted his teeth and shouted.
“Let’s go! Leave me alone!”
Ye Shi said in confusion.
“No, I mean you throw the gun over too!”
A gun costs hundreds of silver coins, which is much more valuable than the 40 silver coins of vm.
Edge stroke: “%#@!”
As if sensing that the firepower of the prey in front of them had weakened, the mutants began to move forward eagerly, preparing to hunt these weak humans in the most primitive way.
Just when the man on the edge was cursing and preparing to throw the gun over, there was sudden movement from the direction of the Wetland Park.
Familiar figures emerged from the jungle one after another.
OB's Fangchang was leaning behind the bunker, his eyes instantly ignited with the light of hope, and he shouted at the top of his voice to the friendly forces in front.
“Reinforcements!”
“Our reinforcements are coming!”
Almost at the same time as he shouted, intensive gunshots, accompanied by overwhelming cries of killing, came from the jungle.
“Kill!”
“For the Alliance!”
“For Your Majesty the Administrator!”
The passionate battle cry made people's blood boil. Although almost every player yelled different slogans, this group of stragglers shouted out with the momentum of a thousand troops.
The fearless mutants seemed to be overwhelmed by this momentum.
However, they did not turn around and flee like the predators. Instead, the charge aroused the savagery and cruelty in their veins. They roared and threw down their bows and arrows and javelins, pulled out their pitted battle axes and sticks wrapped with wires, and headed towards
The players who rushed towards him rushed over.
How dare these lambs to be slaughtered to fight with themselves!
The two parties quickly collided and started a hand-to-hand fight. The player at the front was thrown away by a stick, but soon more players came forward with spears and killed the player at the front.
The mutant poked into a hedgehog.
Before charging, they threw away their VMs and completely took off the reserve and pretense of civilized people.
Everyone is ready to sacrifice, and no one is afraid even if they face monsters that are more than ten levels stronger than themselves.
In reality, just be timid.
Already in the game, are you still afraid of a chicken?
Three days later, another good man!
Both sides were furious, and the scene was extremely bloody for a while!
It was probably the first time for those mutants to see such brave humans. When they got in their faces, instead of turning around and fleeing, they fought with them back and forth.
"Roar!!!"
Angrily waving the stick in his hand, an "elite" who was obviously taller than other mutants used his muscular arms to block the ax that was hitting him. Then he swung his mallet and knocked down the man carrying the axe.
It flew out.
It’s like playing baseball!
“Come on! You ants! Who else dares to stand in front of me!”
Grass, it’s really coming!
Shaking off the red and white sticks, the mutant elite looked angrily at the surrounding humans who didn't pay any attention to themselves and howled at the humans rushing up.
This is the first time!
At this moment, a tall figure suddenly appeared in the crowd opposite.
The man's chest armor was shiny, and his whole body was covered with steel plates. He held an absurdly large war hammer across his hands, and stepped towards him with steady and firm steps.
Sensing a dangerous aura from the man's body, the mutant elite lowered his figure slightly and tightened his grip on the mallet in his hand.
"Roar!"
Roaring angrily again, he exerted force on both feet, brandishing the club and rushed towards the target armed with iron cans.
“I’m going to smash your skull!!”
Chu Guang didn’t panic at all. He picked up the hammer in his hand and hit the mutant.
With 16 points of strength, plus the driving force of the exoskeleton itself, even an ordinary hammer is enough to break down a wall.
Not to mention, there is a layer of high-pressure nitrogen attached to the hammer surface!
"goodbye."
The collision of flesh and blood and technology!
The nitrogen armor that was almost compressed into a solid exploded instantly. Before the mutant elite could recover from what was happening, it was blown away and shattered into pieces along with the mallet and arms!
Fell to the side of a trash can more than ten meters away, the mutant elite who was alive and kicking a second ago was immediately on his deathbed.
That hammer not only shattered his arm, but also his internal organs were shattered by the shock wave of the explosion.
“Managers are awesome!”
“Go for it!”
“The head is mine!”
Seeing that the elite monsters were killed by nP, the players wielding spears and axes excitedly rushed forward to finish the kills as if they were full of blood.
Holding the hammer to steady his body, Chu Guang glanced at his dying opponent with an expressionless face, but he was secretly surprised in his heart.
At the moment of the hand-to-hand exchange, the power he felt from his wrist and tiger's mouth was obviously greater than that of a "bear"!
I didn’t expect that a slightly larger elite monster could have such strength!
Coupled with that abnormal resilience, no wonder his little players are having such a hard time!
Beheading the mutant elites, Chu Guang did not stop, and continued to look for enemies with the hammer in hand, specifically picking out those who were alone.
Ordinary bows and arrows and stones are like scratching his breastplate, leaving no scratches. Hitting him with blunt objects is a problem, but under the cover of the player, almost no mutant can touch him.
It's him who wields a hammer to hit people.
After the third mutant was blown away, the last mutant was also surrounded by players. He was stabbed into a hedgehog by spears and javelins, and his head was chopped off by an axe.
This encounter that broke out at the entrance of 76th Street ended in the victory of Vault 404. Both sides proved their bravery with blood, and no one surrendered.
After the battle, Chu Guang asked Xiao Qi to use a drone to count the casualties.
The total number of players participating in the battle is 101, 15 died and 6 were injured.
There were 11 mutants participating in the battle, and 11 died.
After picking up the vm that had been thrown on the ground, the players received the battle report from the administrator, with surprised expressions on their faces.
“Holy shit...101 people surrounded 11 people, but 4 more people died than the other party!”
"Be content. According to the official website data, the level of mutants is at least level 20 or above. I feel it is more than that! Last time ten people besieged one, one was killed and one was injured. This time, they were ambushed and were able to wipe out all the opponents.
Anyway, I'm satisfied."
“It’s too early to shoot, you should shoot for a while before flushing.”
"It's meaningless. Everyone on the opposite side is a tank. They have thick health, high defense, and strong recovery. It's like wearing a Overlord. Even if you use up all the bullets and then charge, I don't think the difference is very big. On the contrary,
Maybe all the teammates in front were killed, and the battle losses were even higher."
“These greenskins were too fierce, my ax was directly knocked out.”
“What are you talking about? The guy we were besieging had three javelins stuck in his body, and he was still beating us with a mallet. Finally, we killed him with a headshot at close range!”
“Is it reasonable not to sharpen it?”
“Speaking of which, why didn’t the Roshan giant steamed buns get served?”
“The newcomers this time are too timid. I suggest recruiting more F players next time.”
With an arrow stuck in his arm, Lao Bai, who was covered in blood, limped over with a javelin in one hand and a curled knife in the other.
Although he was seriously injured, his face was full of excitement.
It’s much more fun to fight these mutants than to chase the predators!
Sure enough, this is what we call war.
Chasing the bullies who bully the weak and fear the strong can only be called massacre.
“Mr. Manager, do we want to take advantage of the victory and pursue it?”
Chu Guang glanced at the injuries on his body and said calmly.
“Your injuries are serious. Continuing to fight can easily cause irreversible damage. I don’t want to see anyone die from serious injuries again.”
“Take your teammates and go back to the training cabin to rest.”
It is not realistic to pursue the victory.
These mutants did not rush into the forest to attack, but chose to ambush at the entrance of 76th Street, which shows that they are not as brainless as they seem.
They are not only proficient in the art of guerrillas, but also very cautious.
The reason why there are no reinforcements arriving at this moment is probably because there is no spare capacity for reinforcements. It is most likely that they are deliberately showing weakness and spreading their manpower around to set up an ambush.
If I lead people to charge forward, it will definitely be another round of brutal meat grinder.
Why bother?
You only have one life in three days, even grinding can grind you to death.
Looking at the end of the street, Chu Guang smiled, turned around and waved his hand, signaling the nearby players to pack up the corpses, equipment and trophies on the ground and return to the outpost.
Several caravans were filled with corpses, and the smell of blood could be smelled from a distance.
Looking at the bodies on the caravan, the nomads gathered at the east gate had expressions of surprise and fear on their faces.
Of course, what surprised them the most was the expressions on the faces of the blue-coated people around the caravan.
Many people had minor or serious injuries on their bodies, and some were simply covered in blood, making it difficult to tell whether it belonged to the enemy or their own.
However, everyone had a nonchalant expression on their faces, and they were even talking and laughing while carrying their weapons, chatting and laughing with their comrades next to them.
These people seem to know nothing about fear and regard death as a floating cloud.
Just like the god of war under the ancestors!
Many unmatched tribal girls not only turned red in the face, but also had wet eyes.
As the leader of the tribe, Wu Tieaxe rushed towards the triumphant Chu Guang, looked at the blood on his armor, and asked carefully.
“Sir, are you injured?”
“The blood of the enemy.”
He wiped it casually, but it couldn't be wiped off. Chu Guang didn't bother to bother with it, and looked at Wu Tiaxu and continued.
“There is a tribe of mutants on Street 76. There are at least 30 people in total. The exact number is unknown. Keep your people away from there.”
“Also, if there is any movement, report it to me immediately.”
“Remember not to go into battle without permission!”
Hearing that the person facing him was actually a mutant, Wu Tieaxe looked at the blood on Chu Guang's breastplate and was extremely shocked.
Hands clasped in fists, he respectfully accepted the order.
“As commanded!”-
(My work schedule has been a bit unstable these days. I will try my best to adjust it. If I can post it at ten o’clock, I will try my best to update it at ten o’clock!_(:з」)_)