Chapter 151 Mission 'Blood debt must be paid with blood!'
Okay.
After listening to Lu Yang's explanation, Chu Guang realized that it was a false alarm.
Those two thousand people are all clones, and they are mass-produced.
According to Lu Yang, the black technology mastered by the legion can produce a clone that can develop eight times as fast as a normal human. This kind of clone is not only low-maintenance cost and quick to leave the cabin, but also takes only 2 years to form after leaving the cabin.
combat effectiveness.
Unlike other clones, they either stay in the jar for a year and a half and come out after reaching the desired biological age, or they start developing from the age of 0 like a normal baby.
The clones of the Legion are almost impeccable when used as cannon fodder, and their morale is much stronger than that of the average predators. With the support of the Legion's industry, their equipment is not too bulky, at least better than the predators.
The only flaw is that two years is not enough time for them to build a complete mind. These clones are usually driven by fear and pain and rely on beast instincts to fight.
The vast majority of them can only be used as light infantry, and only a few veterans can operate slightly more complex equipment, and there is no need to count on efficiency or hit rate.
Therefore, legions usually need a large number of lower-level officers to command or drive these cannon fodder, and occasionally they need to enslave ordinary survivors to serve as coolies and build complex fortifications.
The real backbone of the legion is also the huge number of junior officers. They are captains of ten on the battlefield and little slave owners outside the battlefield.
An average of ten to twenty clone light infantry requires a captain to command. Only a few legions that believe in the "Human Sea Tactics" army doctrine can achieve a ratio of captains to clone light infantry of 1:
50 or even 1:100, relying on huge numbers and sufficient weapons to overwhelm the opponent's defense line.
No need to doubt.
1000 clones are definitely cheaper than 1 power armor.
According to Lujan, even in pre-war utopian societies, there was no technology that would allow clones to possess complete and mature minds in a short period of time.
When Chu Guang asked if there was a clone that "can be cultivated in just one month and has a complete mind", Lu Yang looked at him in bewilderment.
"Impossible! Produce a clone with a complete mind in a month? If it were true, wouldn't it be more convenient than a machine? I have been here from the east coast and have heard a lot of strange things, but I have never heard of it.
Said something like that."
"Human beings are the cells of society. You cannot completely separate yourself from society and create a person who can adapt to society. Even we need to allow employees to receive basic education and induction training, and select lower-level employees and refugees through examinations, as well as outstanding indigenous people.
Talent.”
"As for technology, at most it can speed up the process, shortening it from the original ten or twenty years to five or eight years. The mind must be built bit by bit during the brain development stage. This is not just plugging in a memory into a computer.
Such a simple thing.”
"If someone tells you that there is technology that can make clones have full minds in just one month, they are either madmen or liars."
After listening to Lu Yang's determined speech, Chu Guang couldn't help but fell into silence, and for a while he didn't know what to say.
I understand the logic.
But who are my players?
…
Before leaving, Lu Yang solemnly promised Chu Guang that he would compensate the injured workers and the families of the victims, and give a severe blow to the plunderers who claimed to be legions at eight o'clock tonight!
The First Pioneer Corps will not tolerate anyone who dares to provoke them and harm their allies!
Perhaps to appease his allies, Lu Yang even told Chu Guang the specific time of the operation.
To be honest, this helped Chu Guang a lot.
Two thousand people.
These people can't fight with fire sticks, right?
No matter how bad the equipment is, active substances are still good things...
After Lu Yang left, Chu Guang turned around and returned to the center of the camp.
The dead and injured have been sent away.
Old Luca, who had disposed of the corpses for him, knew something about the inside story, so he calmly covered the faces of the dead and seriously injured people with things, preventing the people on the Pioneer from seeing their faces clearly, and letting the guards
People carried them back.
The players were very sensible and knew that the bug must be stuck when they were on the stretcher, so they all acted like they were dying and remained motionless on the stretcher.
Later, the screen simply went black.
On the other hand, those players who didn't succeed stomped their feet angrily and cursed.
"Gan! Why is it considered fatal if two pieces of shrapnel were inserted into his stomach? Can't he still speak? It's not his head that was injured!"
Among the 11 people injured, 3 died of serious injuries. Counting the 2 people who died on the spot, this round of shelling resulted in a total of 5 deaths.
This is not just a number, behind it are 5 families and all the people who are familiar with them...
The medical staff in the surrounding logistics department were silent.
He just thought he was venting his sadness and thought the stones on the ground were the hateful villains ten kilometers away.
At this time it is better to leave him alone for a while.
As for the other eight injured, their wounds have basically healed after their treatment.
Seeing Chu Guang walking from the entrance of the camp, Witte took the initiative to look for him and said that the captain had contacted him just now and would pay the pension to them later.
At the same time, he also brought a piece of bad news
The afternoon collection plan was cancelled.
"The collection plan has been cancelled? Why?" Looking at the dumbfounded Werther, Chu Guang immediately came back to his senses and explained righteously, "I mean, aren't those plunderers who call themselves legions in the northwest? I
I heard that our construction site is in the north."
The more war there is, the more production cannot stop!
You can shoot out half a kilogram of refrigerant with one shot. Don't you have any idea about the speed of your refrigerant consumption?
When he was fighting mutants before, Chu Guang had their warheads recovered and calculated. They fired tungsten steel bullets with a mass of 9g.
A shuttle is calculated as 30 rounds, which must be half a catty!
Witte hesitated and said: "That's what I say, but the straight-line distance between Yumu District and our resource collection point is only 5 kilometers, so it is difficult not to attract their attention... In order to reduce unnecessary casualties, our section chief's suggestion is that we hope
You can withdraw temporarily to avoid accidental injuries during the battle."
When he said this, Werther's mood was also very complicated.
Of course they hope to continue production.
But they can’t expect their allies to risk their lives to help them pick up trash after something like this just happened, right?
At least give people some time to grieve and deal with the aftermath.
Even their stingy section chief couldn't do the job of urging people to work after someone died on the front foot.
Chu Guang had no objections to the pension issue, but when he heard that the afternoon collection plan had been cancelled, and that his people had to retreat, his mood suddenly became less beautiful.
mmP!
Is it easy for him to earn some foreign exchange?
Without money, how can we improve the game experience for players? We can’t let them spend their whole lives moving bricks and burning cement.
If this is withdrawn, the light industrial wool harvesting plan he finally laid out will also be affected. This is just a small matter. The key is that his players will not be able to experience the content of the expansion pack.
I'm so scared!
I'm not a coward, but you are just a coward.
Wouldn't it be nice to come out of the forest on the other side?
Drag him into a city and start a street fight. It's not certain who will beat whom.
However, Witte misunderstood the expression on Chu Guang's face, thinking that he was feeling sad for the victims of the shelter residents, and his expression could not help but contain a trace of self-blame.
"We are very sorry that such a thing happened. No one expected that... they actually hid two howitzers."
"This is not your fault. You don't have to apologize. It's the shameless people who suddenly opened fire on us who should pay the price."
Chu Guang's heart moved slightly, his heavy expression remained unchanged, he shook his head slightly and walked away from Werther.
Under the surprised gaze of the latter, he came in front of the players, raised his voice, and said loudly.
"A group of marauders calling themselves the Legion invaded our homeland from the north. They started an undeclared war and tried to make us surrender with artillery shells."
"This is a shameful sneak attack!"
The players became quiet one after another and looked in the direction of the manager.
Trigger plot?
The mission is coming?
Responding to those expectant eyes, Chu Guang continued in a loud and resolute voice.
"The residents of Vault 404 will not surrender, and the blood of our compatriots will not be shed in vain."
"We will let them know the price of angering us!"
Almost at the same time, all players holding vm on the scene received a mission pop-up window.
Mission: Blood debt must be repaid with blood!
…
The south entrance of the action camp.
Looking at the blue coats retreating towards the south, two employees from the logistics department whispered to each other.
"Are those blue coats gone?"
"That should be the case. I heard that in order to avoid casualties, our section chief asked them to avoid it first."
"Hey...then we won't be able to eat steamed buns tomorrow?"
"You know how to eat!"
"You didn't eat less! But speaking of it...why do some of them carry VMs while others don't?"
"I don't know. Not all blue coats carry that thing."
"Okay, I just think it's a little strange, because the ones leaving are all those with VMs. Those without VMs are all staying in the camp."
"Hiss...it's really strange what you said."
The two employees in the logistics department were puzzled. After much deliberation, they didn't think this was something that needed to be reported, so they didn't take it to heart.
In fact, those blue coats with vm did leave.
But this is not a retreat.
Instead, I went back to copy the guy and prepare to fuck him!
The twenty-kilometer round-trip journey could not stop the players' determination to complete the mission. The heavy snow falling in the sky could not dampen the boiling blood in their hearts.
Is it a legion?
No matter who you are, if you dare to blow me up, I will die!
eye for eye!
A group of people returned to the shelter angrily.
In addition to picking up the bound rifle, all the young players who accepted the mission also went to the warehouse to pick up a woven bag as required by the mission.
When I was searching abandoned construction sites before, I found a lot of these bags woven from polymers in the warehouse.
For a long time, scavenging players have usually used it instead of backpacks to store the garbage they picked up, but now it is just the perfect place to store loot!
if there is not.
Then pretend to be yourself!
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the shelter was unexpectedly tragic. Looking at their inventory, many players were hesitant about what to bring to the battlefield.
Fang Chang also fell into similar troubles.
There is no doubt that Daybreak is the best choice. Explosive arrows can kill targets behind bunkers, and armor-piercing arrows can even penetrate some light armor.
But the problem is...
The difficulty of this battle is probably not small.
Even if you bind your equipment, there is no guarantee that you will be able to bring it back intact.
Lao Bai, who was standing nearby checking the equipment, saw the hesitation in his partner's eyes, put his right hand on his shoulder, and said with a smile.
"Stop grinding, just take it if you want."
Fang Chang shook his head and said cautiously.
"Everyone pooled their money to buy it. To be honest, this battle will definitely be much more difficult than the fight against the Bloody Hand clan. I'm not sure I can bring it back."
The death penalty in this game is a bit heavy.
In the past, when everyone's pockets were cleaner than their faces, they didn't feel anything. Now as the game progresses further, Fang Chang feels more and more that compared to deducting the few silver coins and three days of resurrection D, the loss of equipment is the biggest.
punish.
Therefore, he must carefully calculate the benefits and risks, and what equipment to bring with him for any mission.
Expecting Fang Chang to say this, Lao Bai grinned and patted him on the shoulder.
"Equipments are bought for use, and they have a meaning of being timid. Isn't the point of the game to do things that you want to do but dare not do in reality? Don't carry so much burden. Even though the big guys pooled their money to buy it for you.
, but I said I bought it for you, so don’t think it’s ours! If you think you won’t use it, so you don’t bring it, then I don’t have a problem with it. But if you’re afraid of losing it, you just don’t use it, then you might as well hold a bow and arrow.
Fighting with spears and counting balls.”
Ye Shi chuckled and came over: "It's just that I'm afraid of the ball! Are you planning to die there? I don't want to die! This bug has not been resolved. If I die, I don't know how many days it will take.
, I can let the newbies give away my head, but I have to live to the end! I have to get some trophies back after all!"
Kuangfeng coughed lightly: "Don't talk about whether you will die or not. Don't forget, we still have to avenge the old man who quit smoking."
Lao Bai laughed and said, "That's right, I'll avenge the old man who quit smoking! Not to mention the strong wind, I almost forgot about it."
Ye Shi: "That's it! Our quit smoking brother finally got the qualification to go online, but he was killed by the plot without experiencing anything. He must do something special!"
Facing the encouraging eyes of his companions, Fang Chang was moved, a smile appeared on his face, and finally he no longer hesitated.
"Well, what the hell!"
…
In the shelter.
Fang Chang no longer hesitated. At this moment, W was really full of mosquitoes, but he was still hesitating in his heart.
After thinking for a long time, he finally sighed and walked down to the B2 floor.
Since the end of the Winter is Coming expansion pack, Junk Jun has not left the shelter. However, he still goes online regularly, doing push-ups and squats in the hall.
In his words, this can be used to upgrade. Anyway, exercising in the game is not as tiring as in reality. If you are not online and can't sleep, it is better to find something to do.
Everyone didn't believe it at first.
The result really made him move up a level.
After that upgrade, Mr. Junk was as excited as a 200-pound child. He even went to the forum to post a strategy guide, created a fitness method, and became the first person to play iron in "Wasteland oL", and "Chopped"
The tree demon is startling. The guys who kill chickens at midnight are like a pair of sleeping dragons and phoenixes.
By the way, since he didn't do any tasks and had to spend money to eat, mosquitoes were feeding him during this period.
Of course, just like when buying land, the money is borrowed.
Looking at the lizard practicing squats in the corner, Mosquito coughed lightly and said.
"Are you planning to train your squat to level 99?"
Mr. Garbage looked up with a surprised look on his face.
"Huh? Why are you back?"
Mosquito: "Mission, I'm back to get the equipment."
"Oh, I received it too," Mr. Junk nodded, with an envious expression on his face, "I really envy you, you can roll in the snow, the last time I went out to fight"
"It's the same as last time, right?" Brother Mosquito consoled him, "Don't worry, we are all normal people. Even if we can go out, we won't roll around in the snow. At most, we can do tasks, eat barbecue, and have a bowl of mushroom soup when we are thirsty.
, listen to the boss lady’s trash talk, and watch the cute and serious little fish count the money.”
"Gan! Are you here to show off?!" Jun Jun looked sad and angry, but because his face was so ugly, his sadness and anger were not obvious.
Mosquito chuckled and said.
"It's not...in fact, I'm here to tell you good news."
"...No bad news?"
"Yes, but it's not important."
"???"
Not paying attention to the alert expression on Jun Jun's face, Mosquito coughed lightly and continued with a serious expression.
"Some time ago, didn't I help Teng Teng design the steam engine?"
Junk Jun nodded vigorously.
"I know, I saw Teng Teng complaining about you on the forum, saying that you only care about yourself and the things she made are not at all what she imagined."
"That's not the point!" Mosquito interrupted him without hesitation, "The point is, after exchanging experiences with Brother Wusuo, I improved the steelmaking process, and we can now cast lighter and more durable boilers! Speaking of which,
How much strength do you have?"
"I have reached level 4 now... I have 14 points of strength," Mr. Garbage said with a slightly hesitant expression. He suddenly understood something and his eyes widened. "Wait, are you thinking?"
Seeing that his good brother understood him so well, a smile appeared on Mosquito's face.
"I need you to carry 40 kilograms of heavy armor, a 10 kilograms of boiler and 60 liters of boiling water, rush into the forest with the most ferocious posture you think, jump into the trench, and tear the enemy in front of you to pieces! Or directly kill the enemy in front of you!
Splash boiling water on their faces! In short, use all the methods you can think of to kill them!"
The mosquito stared at him with gleaming eyes.
“Art is an explosion!”
"I often think that the power of the explosion is not big enough, and it is always unable to produce effective damage... But now I have a new idea!"
"Will you be my spark!"
…
7pm.
Next to the Pioneer's steel platform, 10 units of power armor have completed their assembly.
In addition, there are 15 light infantry wearing exoskeletons and 5 mechanical dogs carrying dual-carrying drone hives.
Everyone is in high spirits.
Even the four-legged mechanical dog is rubbing its metal feet.
Lu Yang stood in front of the formation, holding a Gauss rifle and wearing a burly alloy heavy armor, doing the final pre-war mobilization of his men.
This is almost all the ground weapons that can be dispatched on the Pioneer.
As for the four-wheeled off-road vehicle, it cannot play a big role in the complex mixed terrain of jungles and ruins. If it breaks down in a snow pit, it is easy to be attacked by the opponent, so it is better not to bring it.
Anyway, with the exoskeleton, the ammunition the light infantry can carry is enough for them to finish the battle, and their mobility will not be too bad.
Although compared to the Legion, they are indeed slightly inferior in terms of numbers.
But it's not a big problem.
In addition to those running on the ground, there is also a light fixed-wing drone in the sky, carrying 600 rounds of electromagnetic acceleration mass bombs, two 50-kilogram-yield metallic hydrogen high-explosive bombs, and an adjustable-yield, maximum 10 tons
Tactical nuclear bombs are on standby at all times.
Air supremacy is entirely on their side!
At the same time, in the forest more than ten kilometers away.
Sitting in the dark temporary command post, Vanus was quietly facing an old paper map.
The map is dotted with dense dots, like chess pieces on a sand table.
Since no light source is available, nothing can be seen here.
However, it doesn't matter.
Although the communication channel was silent and the information about the enemy was dark, there was no panic in Vanus's heart.
This is not the first time he has fought an asymmetric war. During the year of fighting against the Great Rift Valley, he and his men have already experienced the power of technology.
But so what?
They themselves are the crystallization of technology.
The ultimate quantity is also a kind of quality.
All deployments have been completed.
He believed that his men would bring him the glory of victory.
At this time, a light shone in the distance, a mushroom cloud rose from the flat ground, and the shock wave of the explosion even faintly rushed to the door of the camp.
The communication signal in the radio station is like a candle in the wind, intermittent, and under the influence of electromagnetic pulses, it emits a noisy current sound.
His pupils as calm as lake water were finally filled with a hint of fanaticism. Vanus stood up from his chair and placed his fist on the map.
"finally come!"
Explosions came one after another, and the muzzle flames and explosion fire ignited the edges of the forest and ruins.
Under the command of the Captain, the clone light infantry lying in the trench pressed down the needle with their thumb and injected the anti-radiation agent into the blood vessel.
The scorching light burned their backs and burned their faces. Their skin began to rot, their bone marrow was dying, their organs were gradually failing, and their mouths felt like they were holding a lump of rusty iron.
But even so, it was not enough to kill them immediately.
Even though hundreds of them died in just a moment, it was not enough to shake them. The stinging pain from the ant bites on the back of their necks constantly awakened the memory of fear in their brains.
Don't look back!
No retreat allowed!
"Fire!!"
The orange-yellow ballistics weaved a net over the forest and ruins, and the collision of steel and flesh played the overture under the snowy night.
Under the cover of the drones, the powered armor and exoskeleton infantry, as well as the quad-rotor drones, were like sharp armored spearheads piercing the side of the legion.
The defense line was torn apart instantly, like a snowman being pushed over.
However, the legion obviously does not live for a living.
The clone light infantry rushed forward one after another. The rocket launchers shuttled between the silent forests and ruins. Along with the fragmentation grenades thrown by the grenade, the rubble was blown up everywhere.
The snow is dyed red by fire.
The night burns in the north wind.
Lu Yang looked solemn, and while replacing the barrel, he turned off the night vision function of his helmet because it was no longer needed.
What no one knows is.
At this moment, a group of blue-coated men carrying long guns and short cannons were quietly approaching from the east of the battlefield under the cover of night...