The three teams that broke into the building quickly took control of the lobby. Group C set up a defense line around the elevator and shot and killed the nibblers who were attracted by the movement in the lobby.
Xiao Mengxin, who was responsible for transporting supplies, ran in from the main entrance carrying a backpack full of ammunition and explosives.
"ammunition!"
"Thanks!"
Lao Wang next door picked up a backpack, unzipped it, took a look, and threw it to the battlefield atmosphere team waiting next to the elevator entrance.
"Brother! It's up to you!"
"OK!"
The warrior wearing heavy equipment conveniently handed his backpack to me, Zui Hei, who was standing aside. He then walked to the entrance of the elevator shaft, stretched out his two big hands, and grabbed the half-open elevator door.
The output power of the Miner I exoskeleton is increased to maximum.
The rusty door panel was heard to squeak under the load, and a passage was soon opened for one person to enter.
An agility player from Group B leaned in with a low body, raised his rifle to check the entrance, and then made a safety gesture.
"The passage is clear!"
"receive"
The warrior held his breath and continued to exert force with his arms. The elevator door continued to tremble, along with the steel plates welded to the exoskeleton.
Seeing that the elevator door had not been opened for a long time, Kakarot quickly activated his strength talent and stepped forward to help. With the combined efforts of the two, the heavy elevator door was finally torn off.
"MMP! This door is too strong!" The battlefield atmosphere team breathed out a sigh of relief, raised his arm and wiped his forehead.
I was the darkest person standing next to me, still studying the backpack in my hand, unzipping it and looking at it repeatedly for a long time.
"What's in here?"
It’s so heavy!
Warlander said with a smile.
"17 kilograms of explosives, please be careful."
I was stunned for a moment.
"17 kilograms...what is the concept?"
Kakarot: "Equivalent to two rounds of 155."
I was most confused, obviously I didn’t understand what 155 meant.
However, some of the more aggressive players understood it, subconsciously moved away and cursed inwardly.
Without wasting time, the battlefield atmosphere team patted my darkest shoulder, signaled him to stop playing, and led the team members into the elevator shaft.
The space inside the elevator shaft is quite spacious.
The elevator car probably fell to the floor below, but there was no shortage of places to stay in the well. There were not only spare magnetic rails and steel cables, but also a climbing ladder, probably for the people who repaired the elevator.
The warlord put the devil's silk survival rope on the steel rope and stretched out his hand to pull the ladder embedded in the wall. Seeing that it could bear the weight of the exoskeleton, he safely moved his entire weight to the ladder.
"Our mission is very simple, just like Quan Shui LYB said, go straight from the elevator shaft to the 43rd floor, and then blast down vertically!"
I swallowed hard.
"Are we going to climb up like this?"
Another team member patted him on the shoulder with a playful smile.
"What are you afraid of? You won't be tired! At most it will be a little troublesome."
It is actually not accurate to say that you will not be tired.
If too much lactic acid accumulates in the muscles, players will feel heavy, weak, and sluggish. What will be shielded is only the accompanying soreness.
However, compared to fighting all the way up, the vertical breakthrough from the elevator shaft is still much less difficult.
Because of the spore cloud, nibblers from nearby streets and even nearby subway stations were all attracted to the building.
And those stairs and corridors that lead to the 41st floor are where the spore concentration is highest!
Just now, the warlord took the time to take a look at the entrance to the safe passage at the back of the elevator shaft, and found that the situation there was so tragic that it could only be described as "a mountain of corpses and a sea of bones."
Facts have proved that having a reliable commander can still make people feel safe!
It took a lot of time to climb more than 40 stories high-rise with bare hands.
I ran out of energy during the climb, so I had to hang on with a survival rope and rest for a while. After I had enough rest, I continued climbing.
When Team A successfully arrived on the 43rd floor, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.
Take a break at the entrance to the elevator shaft on the 43rd floor.
The battlefield atmosphere team installed 300g of explosives on the elevator door, led the team up to the 46th floor, and then detonated the detonator.
boom!
With an earth-shaking bang, the elevator door was blown outwards, and the blast of air was swept into the elevator shaft.
The five players in Group A quickly descended and rushed through the open elevator door to the 43rd floor of the building. With deafening roars, hordes of nibblers poured in from both sides of the corridor.
"Fire!!"
The muzzle spits out tongues of fire!
Gunshots rang out loudly in the corridor, bullets swept through like a storm, and the gnawers fell one after another like wheat.
For a moment, blood and flesh were flying everywhere in the corridor, and broken limbs and broken arms were everywhere!
However, even with the ferocious firepower of the players, the surging army of eaters still rushed forward like a tide!
At this moment, there was a thunderous explosion outside the building.
High-explosive bombs penetrated through the broken floor-to-ceiling windows and hit the corridor. The dense formation of eaters fell instantly!
"Quick! Move quickly!"
The battlefield atmosphere team shouted loudly, pulled out a grenade and threw it towards the safe passage at the end of the corridor.
With a loud bang, more gnawers fell down!
Team A did not hesitate to fight. They maintained firepower while shifting positions and quickly moved to the target room.
Rows of graphite-colored glass doors are displayed in the room, dividing the area into sections with different functions.
This should be an office area or something like that!
After raising the muzzle of the gun and killing the oncoming gnawers, the battlefield atmosphere team quickly found the target location on the map, then took out the pre-prepared explosives from the backpack I handed over in black, and placed them in a circle on the floor.
Carefully pulled out the safety cover.
"Three kilograms of explosives! It should be able to make a hole in the ground!"
"Everyone, please take cover and shout when you are ready!"
The other four players shouted in high spirits.
"receive!"
Squatting in the corner with a table in front of him, the battlefield atmosphere team took out the detonator and gently held it with his palm.
boom!
With a deafening explosion, the shock wave and hot air waves of the explosion swept through the entire office area!
Players quickly arrived at the center of the explosion.
The concrete and floor tiles had been blown into pieces, with only a few parts still hanging on the downwardly bent steel frame.
Seeing this situation in front of them, the battlefield atmosphere team's heart suddenly sank slightly.
Although they successfully blasted the downward passage, the destructive effect of the explosion was far lower than expected. Three kilograms of explosives...
In reality, it would be enough to blow up a small house!
"Holy crap! Is this house so strong?" I couldn't help but swallow.
Body Drawing Master Cai: "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult to blow up the entire ceiling... Let Team B bring the fuel up."
The battlefield atmosphere team nodded solemnly.
"good."
Communication channel for brief exchange.
Team A returned to the elevator shaft, fixed the winch at the entrance of the elevator shaft, and threw the rope down the elevator shaft.
The winch turns!
Soon, fifty liters of biomass fuel was hoisted up!
After the fuel was in place, Group A returned to the blasting point and quickly descended to the 42nd floor through the blasted ceiling.
The situation here is completely different from that on the 43rd floor!
The spacious office area was covered with brown and dark red slime molds, the air was filled with high concentrations of spores, and the soles of the shoes actually felt slimy, as if they were stepping on moss.
The visibility here is less than five meters!
At this moment, under their feet is the mother's nest that is taking shape!
"...Why do I feel like I'm crawling into the belly of a foreign species?"
I swallowed hard, raised the rifle in my hand, and carefully inspected every corner of the room with the muzzle.
From the moment he came down from the ceiling, he felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.
However, this sense of crisis came from all directions, so that he could not judge where the real fatal crisis came from.
The battlefield atmosphere team skillfully placed explosives on the ground and pulled out the safety bolts.
"Your intuition is very accurate. If we don't want to become the excrement of the mother's nest, we'd better move faster."
The player squatting on the ground put away the test tube.
"The sample has been recovered!"
Another player said.
"Explosives are being planted!"
The team members had a clear division of labor and each performed their own duties. Soon more than half of the task was completed, leaving only the last few explosives to be planted.
However, at this moment, a hissing roar suddenly came from a corner of the darkness.
Hearing the low roar, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. They immediately raised their guns and pointed in the direction of the sound.
There was no time to think about what it was, and the battlefield atmosphere team immediately ordered the arrival.
"Fire!"
The gun head shoots out tongues of fire!
The flame from the muzzle illuminated the darkness and fog, and the bullets rushed towards the direction of the sound.
And at this moment, the players finally discovered to their horror that the figure standing in the darkness turned out to be a tyrant!
The nearly four-meter-tall body is like a rotten tree, but the outrageously thick horny armor has a protective power that is not inferior to steel.
The bullet hitting the tyrant was like a stone hitting the swamp, only creating a string of small splashes.
"Roar……!"
With a roar of pain, the tyrant withstood the incoming firepower, running forward with both legs, and swinging out his sharp claws wildly.
I was caught off guard and received a slap on my darkest chest.
The bulletproof vest was directly beaten to pieces!
Hearing a muffled groan from Lao Hei, he flew up, smashed open the outdated floor-to-ceiling window with his back, and fell out of the building.
"ah"
The scream went far away, and was accompanied by a faint "Zhuo!".
Team A loses one member!
The players quickly spread out, trying to use crossfire to distract the Tyrant and prevent it from getting close to the harvest.
At this moment, Commander Quanshui's shout came from the communication channel.
"What's going on over there!? Why did I see someone flying out?"
With his finger firmly on the trigger, the battlefield atmosphere team cursed and said: "We have encountered a tyrant! What you just saw is my worst! Damn it, can you hit it there?"
Spring Commander: "We can hit it, but we can't see the situation there at all! The spore concentration is too high!"
The dense spore cloud was like gel, blocking almost all sight.
Shooting randomly will only accidentally injure your teammates!
In the blink of an eye, another player was killed.
In just one minute, Team A has lost two members!
Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "MMP! 7mm can't penetrate this thing at all! If we continue to fight like this, we will all have to go back to our hometowns!"
The spring water suddenly had an idea.
"Quick! Give me a mark!"
Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Mark?"
"Molotov cocktails! Mark it with Molotov cocktails!"
The battlefield atmosphere team immediately understood the meaning of the spring water and immediately pulled out the Molotov cocktail hanging on the waist.
"Suppress it!" Shouted to his teammates, the battlefield atmosphere team seized the opportunity and threw the Molotov cocktail at the Tyrant.
The instantaneous burst of firepower briefly restricted the tyrant's movement, and the Molotov cocktail hit it squarely on the head.
The flames burst out!
The tyrant let out a furious roar.
It was set on fire and struggled to put out the fire on its body, but at the same time, four armor-piercing incendiary bombs dragging flames penetrated through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and three of them hit it hard on the shoulders and abdomen.
Flames and smoke continued to pour out, and the three armor-piercing incendiary bombs that hit the target were like flaming nails, stuck in the tyrant's body.
The enraged tyrant ran rampant in the office area, trying to extinguish the flames on his body, but to no avail.
At this time, another player responsible for placing the explosives had already placed the last piece of explosives.
In addition, the oil drum used to clean up the slime mold was also rolled to the center of the room.
"Get ready to withdraw!"
The player yelled, took the lead to retreat to the hole in the ceiling, and climbed up on the table.
"receive!"
Upon seeing this, the other two people responded and retreated towards the holed ceiling.
Returning to the 43rd floor, the three of them ran rampant and rushed towards the elevator shaft.
Hanging the survival rope on the steel cable, the battlefield atmosphere team jumped and descended towards the bottom of the floor.
"Brothers, sit still!"
After he finished speaking, he squeezed the detonator in his hand.
There was a soft click, followed by a deafening sound, and the flames of the explosion shot into the sky. The fierce shock wave instantly shattered the concrete between the 42nd and 41st floors!
The flames and heat wave raged like a tsunami, swallowing up the upper and lower floors entirely, even rushing into the corridor and pouring into the elevator shaft!
The whole building seemed to be shaking!
"Hold!"
"I feel the elevator shaft shaking!"
"You can't fucking press it later!"
Everyone in the elevator shaft was shaken to their core. Fortunately, the survival rope was strong and they almost didn't fall down like dumplings.
The situation of the battlefield atmosphere group wearing exoskeletons was slightly better. After stabilizing themselves, they smiled awkwardly.
"I'm afraid the signal won't be good if we go further down!"
Team members: "@#%!"
The elevator shaft is filled with beautiful Mandarin.
At this moment, directly east of the building.
Commander Quan Shui, holding a telescope in his hand, was standing in front of the broken floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the thick smoke on the 41st floor.
A fire was lit on the dark red wall, and black smoke replaced the gray-green thick fog.
Even from hundreds of meters away, you can still feel the heat coming towards your face...
"Although it is slightly different from the plan, it should be too late to die." Commander Quanshui lowered the telescope.
Being able to nip the brood in the cradle before it forms should weaken the strength of the wave.
but……
The spore cloud gathered around here will probably be difficult to retreat in a short period of time.
Commander Quan Shui glanced to the north and couldn't help but frown. The endless cloud seemed to be brewing a heavy rain.
The player lying in front of the floor-to-ceiling window couldn't help but rolled his eyes when he heard his words.
"Can we stop setting the flag?"
As he spoke, he pulled the trigger and fired a high-explosive round towards the 41st floor.
Commander Quan Shui quickly reminded him.
"Don't use high-explosive bombs. Haven't you heard of explosions to extinguish fires? Just add two incendiary bombs."
It doesn't really matter whether you replenish it or not.
In the face of such a raging fire, the 20mm incendiary bomb was like a match thrown into the fire, without even a sound being heard.
The first floor of the building.
Team A returned, and the battlefield atmosphere team and the two players behind them emerged from the open elevator door along with the billowing smoke.
The three of them were completely black, as if they had just been rolled out of a coal mine.
Kakarot went up to the battlefield brother and asked excitedly.
"How's it going? Is it done?"
"It's done." Although he looked a little embarrassed, the voice of the battlefield atmosphere team could not hear any embarrassment, but was full of excitement, "The brood has been blown up! Damn, it was so weird when you came down from the elevator shaft.
Stimulate!"
Two teammates behind him heard it and couldn't help but spray.
"Damn! Are you so embarrassed?"
"That's right! I was shaken so much that I almost fell off!"
The Battlefield Atmosphere Team gave a dry cough.
"It's not important! Just pass the level!"
Kakarot counted the people.
"Why only three of them came back?"
The battlefield atmosphere team said casually: "One fell down, and another one stayed on top."
"The brother who fell called me the blackest, right? He was indeed black enough." Mr. Wang next door clicked his tongue, "Falling down from more than 40 stories, the scene was really eye-catching..."
The battlefield atmosphere group was moved.
"Where is it? I'll go take a look!"
Kakarot gave him a strange look.
"You're so dead, why are you looking at it? The VM is all broken."
The battlefield atmosphere team smiled sheepishly and scratched the back of his head.
"Mainly because I haven't seen it before."
Kakarot: "..."
Lao Wang next door: "..."
Players: "..."
Is this what a human being should say?
at the same time.
The outside of the building.
Chu Guang, who was standing on the pedestrian bridge, withdrew his gaze from the building with billowing smoke, looked at Heya standing aside and asked.
"Does this solve the problem?"
Heya stared at the building for a while and nodded slowly.
"It should be solved... The mutant slime mold is not resistant to high temperatures, and the damage to the incubation room has reached more than 90%, which is basically irreparable damage."
Vanus stared at the almost broken body and a pool of blood on the road not far away, and couldn't help but give a reminder.
"I thought I saw something fall just now."
He is convinced.
It seems that the person who fell just now is a person.
However, Chu Guang, who was standing next to him, didn't care and just replied casually.
"Small problem, not important."
It’s just a little bit of active substance, even if it’s awakened, it’s only two points.
Is this a thing?
Obviously not barking!
Vanus was stunned for a moment.
He felt that his world view and understanding of the blue jacket had been subverted.
And this is the second time today...
…
[Server-wide announcement: The brood of the New Era Data Building has been cleared, and the intensity of the wave has been weakened! Let us applaud the 20 players who participated in the battle! 】
Official website forum.
The most popular posts on the official website in the past two days were either acceptance speeches by newbies or discussions about the coming wave.
Although the countdown on the official website still has 10 days, most players have already felt the changes in Qingquan City with their naked eyes.
Gray-green clouds are spreading outward from the city center, and the rotting zombies wandering in the streets and alleys are much stronger than before, both in speed and strength.
The crawlers, which used to only travel through tunnels and ruins, are appearing more and more frequently on the streets.
In just two days, four hunting teams of five people had been wiped out, and the cause of death was without exception due to being surrounded by predators.
Irena: "It's so exciting to hear what you said, I almost want to come back. (Funny)"
Night Ten: "Isn't Red River Town exciting? (Funny)"
Irena: "It's not bad, but it's too desolate here and doesn't feel as fun as Qingquan City."
Elf King Fugui: "The main reason is that I eat too little, as you know."
Irena: "Get out! (`Д′*)9"
Makabazi: "Hahahaha!"
The war between Honghe Town, which had gathered a large number of mercenaries, and the Snake Clan of the Bone Chewing Tribe was in a stalemate. The two sides dug trenches, built fortifications, shelled each other, and began a brutal positional war.
I heard that the Snake Clan seemed to be waiting for reinforcements from the Ya Clan, but the Ya Clan's combat effectiveness was completely restrained by the resistance organization in Xizhou City, and they were unable to use their hands at all.
Not only that, there are also rumors that the plague broke out in Xizhou City due to the large number of dead bodies caused by the marauders' reign of terror.
This rumor was confirmed by the strongman.
His power is expanding rapidly, even slightly beyond his control...
These rats reproduce so fast!
Fang Chang: "Didn't a wave break out in Xizhou City?"
It's hard to force others to do so: "No, I feel that compared with Qingquan City, Xizhou City can only be considered a relatively large small county. Maybe because it is located in a hilly area, the buildings here are not very high and the building density is not high. On the contrary, the vegetation is
It’s quite lush. Rats, cockroaches, and hyenas are relatively common exotic species here, and then there are burrowing beasts, multi-legged beasts... and some other things that I haven’t seen before.”
Lao Bai: “It feels like a satellite city next to a super first-tier city.”
Forcing someone into a difficult situation: "That's understandable! (Baring teeth)"
Midnight Killing Chicken: "We don't have waves here in Yuanxi Town, but there are quite a lot of trees. (@ˉˉ@)"
Scrambled Eggs with Tomatoes: "Pfft, there's a wave of ghosts over there, and there aren't even any nibblers."
Bored to fight the tiger: "I hope it won't affect the land I contracted. I just planted a crop of green peppers.T.T"
Stop talking nonsense: "Don't affect my fishing! I'm not interested in waves, I just want to fish!"
Crow Crow: "Hey, this wave comes at the perfect time... Teng Teng and I were shopping in the store. We didn't buy anything, so we were forced to spend 40 chips to buy two gas masks...
I feel like these chips are more expensive than silver coins._:(′□`‖∠):_”
The edge scratched: "What the hell?! Why is a mask so expensive? It only costs 40 chips?!"
Fujito: "Eh? Is it expensive? (°ー°〃)"
Edge stroke: "..."
Debt-eyed: "Brother Bian wanted to say that he picked up a few plastic bottles in the garbage dump, got two pieces of gauze and a little activated charcoal and made one, and it worked really well (baring teeth)"
Mole on the run in the canyon: "Gah!! Twenty chips for one mask? I really want to come back and do business! If I make tens of thousands of gas masks and bring them to Boulder City, I will make crazy money?!"
Fengfeng: "After a rational analysis, maybe I can actually make a profit. But a mask costs 20 chips... Is this purely a case of being slaughtered as a fat sheep? (Khan)"
Crow: "!!!"
Fujiteng: “Σ(°△°)”
In fact, if you think about it for a moment, you will know that twenty chips are equivalent to an ordinary person's weekly income.
If it is so expensive, how can ordinary people afford it?
5~6 chips should be a relatively reasonable market price and a price that ordinary people can afford.
The Mole was still lamenting the missed opportunity to make a fortune.
However, at this moment, WC, who had been silent until now, suddenly appeared from the forum.