Chapter 463: These old players are more and more unworthy of each other.
Although I have only been a "military training instructor" for less than half a month, not only 10,000 but also 1,800 newbies have died at the hands of the battlefield atmosphere team.
The forum was filled with cries of wolves and ghosts, and his reputation as a new killer was confirmed.
The only thing missing was that Aguang didn't send him an officially certified achievement.
However, after a thousand days of hunting eagles, one day the eagle will inevitably peck its eye. No matter how steady the ship is, it will inevitably end up in the gutter.
Just the day after the warlord wearing a pangolin vest finally completed the myth of "Three Thousand Kills" and was touted as the God of War by "La Triumph", an earthen shell falling from the sky finally punished him...
After a deafening roar and a subsequent piercing busy tone, he quickly disconnected the connection.
And when he logged back into the game, it was already more than five hours later.
The Wargo's eyes widened when he woke up from his "coma", almost frightening the doctor who sutured his wounds.
Seeing the mummified pangolin wrapped in bandages suddenly open its eyes, the nurses standing beside the hospital bed were all stunned and whispered to each other in surprise.
"...Oh my god, I can wake up from this."
"Mr. Leiter said that there were at least twelve shrapnels in his body, and those barbarian bombs fell less than twenty meters next to him!"
"Is this the Awakened One?"
"It can only be an awakened person... I heard that the physical fitness of an awakened person is far superior to that of ordinary people. If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely die on the spot."
"But awakening is not always a good thing. I heard that it is difficult for awakened people to have descendants."
A quiet-looking nurse suddenly blushed slightly.
"Isn't that good..."
All her colleagues looked at her in surprise, and the latter probably felt embarrassed, so they turned around and slipped out of the door with a blushing face.
After carefully sewing the last stitch, the doctor named Leiter threw the tools into the tray next to him, took a deep breath and looked at the pangolin lying on the hospital bed.
"you're awake."
Judging from his appearance, he is not from Weiland, but he does not belong to Luoxia Province either. He probably comes from other areas of the Western Continent occupied by the Legion.
The warlord looked at the ceiling, then at the bandages on his body, and slowly spoke.
"here it is……"
"The field hospital in defense area G53. The frontline medical soldiers cannot handle your injury, so Chief Colway arranged for a vehicle to transfer you here."
As he said this, Dr. Leiter made a joke.
"To be honest, when I first saw you, I thought you were definitely hopeless. I didn't expect that you exceeded my expectations and actually survived."
The warlord nodded to express his understanding, and did not listen carefully to the second half of the doctor's words. He relaxed his shoulders and rested the back of his head on the pillow.
This place is about twenty kilometers away from the front line, which is considered a relatively far back location.
However, although he left the front line, he was not in a hurry to go back.
In the days to come, there will be no more cute guys coming to kill people.
Tomorrow the Storm Troopers will bring their men over to conduct a symbolic feint attack, and then this "adding fuel to the fire" operation will be officially over.
And next——
This is Brother Quanshui’s plan No. 3!
Of the nearly two thousand newbies who have recently joined the game, everyone has died at least once, and the most has died three times!
The accumulation of these death experiences is enough for them to play the role that a soldier should play on the battlefield.
"...I have removed all the shrapnel that can be removed for you, and the wounds have been sutured. Is there anything that feels uncomfortable?" Dr. Leiter asked.
He still had a good impression of this soldier named Pangolin. An Awakened One who was not a Wealandian, he had achieved results on the battlefield that even the Wealandians were paying attention to.
For him, who was also born as a "servant race", such a heroic story is just like a refreshing novel.
The warlord closed his eyes and thought for a while.
"Maybe it's a bit heady."
"It's probably a mild concussion. Take a good rest and strive for a speedy recovery."
As he spoke, Leiter patted his shoulder and said with a grin.
"Your stories have been all over the radio these past two days. You can't fall down here."
The warlord smiled and nodded slightly.
It must not fall down.
His mission is not finished yet.
Watching the doctor leave, the warlord relaxed his muscles and lay flat on the bed, wondering whether he should go offline and rest, or stay online and count sheep in a daze.
By the way, it’s still late at night outside the game, so it seems quite boring when I wake up.
Speaking of which, it seems that there are game consoles in Ideal City, and you can even play virtual reality games in virtual reality games. Recently, the studio run by Brother Mole even transplanted the game.
etc……
Doesn’t this mean that as long as you go to Ideal City, you can play continuously 24 hours a day without any health problems?!
Thinking that Fang Chang had already lived such a "luxurious" life in advance, the warlord couldn't help but harden his fist.
Damn it!
Compared to the old silver coin in Quanshui, that guy is actually the hidden European Emperor!
Just when the warlord was thinking wildly, a beautiful woman with long dark brown hair and a proud figure walked in from outside the camp.
In her hand she held a tray with bowls and spoons on it, which must have been food from the kitchen.
The warlord turned his face to look at the door and blurted out subconsciously.
"Who are you?"
Hearing this sentence, the woman's face showed a panic expression, she quickly put the tray on the bedside table and walked to the bedside.
"Have you lost your memory?"
Amnesia?
The warlord was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
How can it be.
He had indeed been unconscious for a while, and his head had been slightly injured, but it was not serious enough to cause amnesia.
In fact, he was able to log in again two hours ago, but his bad mouth offline delayed him for a while.
The reason why he didn't recognize her immediately was simply because he simply forgot her name.
like……
Is your name Penny?
Penny was a little embarrassed to be stared at by those "fiery" eyes, but Penny did not dodge, but raised the corners of her lips proudly.
"The doctor said you'd better eat something, so I went to the kitchen and made you some beet soup. Are you hungry? I can feed you."
The warlord suddenly felt happy.
Is there such a good thing?!
When he thought of a 100% real virtual reality game, even a determined "pangolin" couldn't help but feel excited.
The benefits of dog planning!
If I missed this, wouldn’t I be sorry for A Guang’s kindness?
However, the moment he raised his neck and looked at the bowl, the words "Okay" got stuck in his throat.
I saw a black paste floating in the bowl, clearly separated from the liquid below, and some green foam floating on the surface, probably chopped parsley.
No matter which dimension of "color, smell, taste" is used to evaluate it, it may be difficult to believe that this thing is food.
But if it is placed in an organic chemistry laboratory, there will be no sense of violation.
It seemed that she also realized that this dish did not look very good. Penny's cheeks turned red unconsciously and she tried to explain.
"It seems like it took a little long to cook...but if you eat it, it'll be fine."
More than just long.
Isn’t this all carbonized!!
The warlord coughed dryly.
"I...have a headache and no appetite. Can you leave me alone for a while?"
His chicken soup hasn't been sent yet.
If you were sent away like this, it would be even more embarrassing than being carried away by the newbies!
As if she didn't hear the euphemism hidden in this sentence at all, Penny gave him a distressed look, sighed softly, and put the bowl in her hand on the bedside table.
"Then you should rest first..."
"Also, remember to eat it while it's hot."
After saying that, she left the room.
Looking at the closed door curtain, the warrior just breathed a sigh of relief, but within two seconds, the camp door curtain was opened again.
This time it was his commander, Colway, who came in with a concerned look on his face.
"Feeling better?"
"Better."
Looking at the bandages wrapped around his beloved general, Colway said with emotion.
"It's hard to imagine that you would be injured like this."
The warlord made a helpless expression.
Even if it's a beggar's version, it's still a rocket launcher.
In the face of sufficient power, all skills and experience are just fancy.
Colway suddenly noticed the dinner plate and the bowl of dark soup on the bedside table.
"What's this?"
The warlord coughed slightly.
"Miss Penny made it for me in the kitchen...it's said to be beet soup? But I don't have much appetite, why don't you try it?"
"Did Penny make it for you? You kid can do it. She is very popular on the front line. Many young men regard her as their dream lover." Colway looked at him in surprise, then smiled and winked his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand.
He picked up the bowl of soup and said, "Let me try it for you."
The warlord was about to say that he didn't have to force himself. After all, he had killed Corvey and he was really helpless in the legion.
However, Colway's hands and brain moved together, and he was one step ahead of him after all. He picked up the spoon on the dinner plate, took a spoonful of the dark soup and stuffed it into his mouth.
The warlord stared at this guy in stunned silence.
Just when he thought this guy was going to vomit it out, he saw a layer of... tears suddenly filling Colway's eyes?
"...the taste of hometown."
After sniffing, he took another spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth, muttering with emotion on his face.
"Damn it, the cooks in Luoxia Province can't understand this delicious food... I haven't tasted it in almost five or six years!"
As he spoke, he simply put his mouth to the edge of the bowl and ate it hungrily with a spoon, so that the cinder-like soup hung on his beard without even noticing.
The warlord stared at him in disbelief and couldn't help but ask.
"But shouldn't beet soup be red?"
Colway was stunned for a moment as he put down the bowl.
"Red? Are the beets in Jinchuan Province red?"
The warlord swallowed his saliva and asked guiltily.
"Is it dark where you are?"
Colway nodded subtly.
"Although the layering and texture will be more uniform, and the pepper flavor will be more mellow, the color will basically be like this..."
Warlander: "..."
Eat such disgusting food every day.
He felt a little sorry for these big noses.
After finishing the meal inadvertently, Colway stared at the empty bowl in his hand and then came to his senses, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment.
"Uh, I'm sorry, I finished the delicious food that Miss Penny made for you...I'm going to ask her to get you another bowl."
The warlord spoke quickly.
"No need! Just bring me two roasted beef legs."
If this guy knew that he had a good appetite, his undercover career would be over.
Colway was stunned for a moment.
"You were injured so badly. Did you digest it after eating that kind of food?"
The warlord said without hesitation.
"No problem! I only hurt my legs and arms, not my stomach. I can heal faster by taking more protein...that's what the doctor said."
Colway stopped persuading and nodded.
"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to deliver it to you later."
Seeing Colway turning around and leaving the tent, the warlord breathed a sigh of relief, raised his bandaged arm, wiped his forehead, and muttered curses.
"Damn... I should have known I wouldn't have woken up."
…
That evening.
"Wasteland OL" official website forum.
Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "The beets in this game are red, right???"
Makabazi: "Yes? I saw him at Brown Farm."
Going up the mountain to hunt tigers: "+1, but I have also seen purple varieties."
Battlefield Atmosphere Team: “But why is the legion’s beet soup black!”
Teng Teng: "What kind of dark cuisine is this..."
Crow Crow: "Terrible.(????灬??????)"
Scrambled eggs with tomatoes: “Maybe it’s mutated.”
Fang Chang: "It's true that animals can mutate, but there's no reason why plants can't... Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"
Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Hey, I'm sorry to say...the beautiful woman made me a bowl of beet soup, but the dark appearance shocked me. Just hope it's not poisonous!"
Ye Shi: "Good guy, let him pretend!"
The construction site boy and Brick: "Damn it! Wait, I will bring someone to give you a wave of rockets!"
Battlefield Atmosphere Team: "Hahaha! Go ahead and do whatever you want, I'm no longer on the front line! (Proud)"
Commander Quan Shui: "Come on, don't just enjoy it. Plan 3 is about to be launched. You'd better plan to run away. Don't let the newbies give you gold coins. (Squint)"
Lao Bai: "That's right, I'll go home and have a look when I have time. I haven't been back for a long time. (Baring teeth)"
Ye Shi: “Brother, it’s been almost two months since I saved the file, right? (Funny)”
I was the worst: "Damn it, I want to add a bounty to the pangolin."
Big-eyed debtor: "Hahahaha, +1, mainly because I've never seen anyone lose an entire level. (Shy)"
Battlefield Atmosphere Group: "Damn it! Just be human!"
There are really mosquitoes in wc: "(bad laugh)"
…
Shuguangcheng North Airport.
H-1 "Dragonfly" transport planes painted in desert colors were parked next to the runway, and porters wearing exoskeletons were pushing forklifts to move boxes of packed supplies into the cabin.
Although the company's killer whale transport aircraft has the advantages of "fast flight" and "deployment on any terrain", its transportation resources are limited after all.
The transportation route from the east coast to the Alliance is equally important, and the company is temporarily unable to allocate more "Orca" transport aircraft to this war. Therefore, this transportation flight from Dawn City to the front line can only be operated by the Alliance.
Solve it on the side.
The flight of thousands of kilometers has exceeded the cruising radius of the H-1 transport aircraft, so the No. 81 Steel Plant had to replace some of the batteries of the H-1 transport aircraft with explosive metallic hydrogen.
At the same time, Chu Guang called the Lion Kingdom and asked them to cooperate with the alliance's construction team to expand the airport in the north of Lion City and use it as a logistics transfer station.
In this way, the air corridor from Dawn City to the front line has been opened.
The day of decisive battle is approaching.
Every department and every person in the alliance is like a clockwork gear, busy preparing for the upcoming decisive battle...
"Be good and be obedient. I'll be back in a few days."
"Ugh!"
"I'll take you to eat sweets when you get back, okay?"
"Ugh!"
"...blanch!"
"Blank!"
"Ahem - don't learn that."
Next to the hangar.
Luo Yu looked dumbfounded at Xiao Yu who was holding on to him and wouldn't let go, trying to explain to him that he was only leaving for a few days and would be back soon.
However--
Xiaoyu still had a reluctant expression, and several tentacles firmly grabbed his arm, unwilling to let him go.
Luo Yu couldn't help but have a headache.
This guy can obviously understand him!
Seeing the movement here, Mosquito walked over holding the back of his head and joked with a smile.
"It's stuck together again. How about you take it to the front line?"
Luo Yu rolled his eyes.
"Get out of here! I fly a plane, why don't I take it to knit?"
Mosquito said with a smile.
"Let's fly together... But having said that, we don't seem to have a two-seater jet yet. I'll think about getting one another day."
Luo Yu couldn't help but remind him.
"It's two hundred kilograms."
The mosquito was stunned for a moment.
"Damn... I'm afraid that's a bit difficult. You'd have to carry two less aerial bombs when you sit on it."
Xiaoyu: "Blank!"
Luo Yu covered his face with a headache.
After spending a lot of effort, he finally calmed Xiaoyu down. Although it was a bit inexplicable that it suddenly behaved well, he couldn't think more about it at the moment.
Plan 3 is about to be launched, and the alliance will soon launch a full-scale offensive against the Legion occupying Oasis 3 and the Falcon Kingdom coalition, giving them the final blow to the already powerful enemy.
However, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even if there are serious supply problems, the Legion still has a "Saber" fighter that can pose a fatal threat to the Alliance's air force.
In order to cover the five "Yun Ting" ornithopters deployed in the Skeleton Corps, he needed to fly a modified "Ling Yun" fighter to the front line.
Even if you can't shoot it down.
We must do everything possible to hold it back and buy time for the ground troops!
Following Mosquito towards the hangar, Luo Yu noticed that the airport staff were transporting ridiculously large boxes into the cabin, and couldn't help but ask curiously.
"What are those planes pulling?"
The mosquito smiled proudly.
"'Fat Man' rocket! The latest product of goblin technology, its scientific name is gas tank bomb!"
Luo Yu was stunned, looking straight at the warehouse not far away.
"Should I blanch it?! There's...everything in there?"
Mosquito nodded proudly.
"must!"
Luo Yu couldn't laugh or cry.
"Don't the Army all have 155s? Why are you producing so many of them?"
Mosquito coughed and explained.
"Although we are equipped with a large number of 155mm artillery, our allies have not yet used such advanced weapons. The respected administrator couldn't see that these natives were still fighting with medieval front-loading smoothbore cannons, so he asked me to research a cheap and good one.
Sell them the weapons you use."
Luo Yu couldn't help but complain.
"And you're going to fool them with this thing?"
"How can you call it a fool!" Mosquito glared at him with dissatisfaction and said with reason, "They ordered this on their own initiative!"
Luo Yu's face was filled with disbelief.
Only a devil would buy this kind of gadget that has no merits except great power and no technological content!
You can just set up a small workshop to produce it, why not make it yourself?
Seeing the disbelief on his face, Mosquito chuckled and continued proudly.
"Didn't the Storm Troops and Death Troops test the newbies with pangolins on the front line some time ago? The Lion Kingdom soldier following the car was Prince Winter's personal guard. He happened to see the power of the gas tank bomb and immediately averted his eyes.
!”
Luo Yu was stunned.
"It can still be like this..."
"That's necessary. Is there any place more suitable for promoting weapons than the battlefield?" Mosquito continued plausibly, "Especially because this thing is easy to set up and easy to operate. It can be deployed by a person riding a donkey and pulling a cart.
After understanding the power of alliance weapons, Prince Winter came to our station overnight, found our commander and placed an order for 5,000 weapons on the spot."
Luo Yu: "...How much does one cost?"
Mosquito waved his hand.
"It's not expensive, only eight thousand silver coins."
Luo Yu: "Pfft!"
Good guy!
Eight thousand!
A miner's exoskeleton only costs 2,000, and with another 2,000 silver coins, you can buy a Type 5 "Light Cavalry"!
This rip-off is too harsh!
Seeing the expression on Luo Yu's face, Mosquito immediately realized that he was overdoing his pretense, and was worried that he was talking nonsense on the forum, so he quickly explained later.
"Ahem... don't think I make a lot of money. The price of the transaction was actually negotiated by the managers. The arms sales were done by the alliance. We just took a production order and earned some pocket money. The profit is not as big as you think.
It’s so exaggerated.”
Luo Yu rolled his eyes and said.
"I fucking believe you!"
Regardless of whether he believed it or not, Mosquito coughed and continued.
"...In short, the technical content of this thing is not as low as you think, and the cost is still a little bit higher."
"Thanks to the reviews written by Comrade Pangolin and those newbies, our engineers have slightly improved this thing. Some thickeners, high-energy fuels and azide compounds have been added to the formula, and the power has increased by about 100%.
It’s about thirty, and it comes with a continuous burning effect, which is very useful especially for targets hiding in bunkers!”
"hey-hey."
As he talked, Mosquito also felt a little embarrassed and smiled shyly.
Luo Yu stared at him dumbfounded and didn't say a word for a long time.
Good guy.
These old players are more and more unworthy of each other!
He originally thought that the field brother was just a military training instructor. Although it was a bit hard, it wasn't that difficult. He didn't expect that he was just standing on the first floor.
Before he knew it, weapons experiments, arms promotion and other operations were all arranged for him.
Luo Yu suddenly felt sorry for the battlefield brother.
This guy can survive to this day wearing a pangolin vest.