In the biochemical G zone, with the development of the Iron-Blooded War Spirit strategic path, players from A-level bases began to pour into the ruins battlefield in large numbers for leveling. Located in the center of the biochemical G-zone, in front of the newly built Iron-Blooded War Spirit supply camp, there is the apocalyptic Iron-Blooded 'three-man gang'
'The claimed Rui Ge, Wuxia, and Wu Liu are currently crouching in front of the supply camp, waiting for Fenghuo Yichen, the commander of the Terror City War Zone of the Iron-Blooded War Spirit.
It was noon, the scorching sun was hanging high in the sky, and its scorching smell was in the air. Leveling players were walking back and forth, laden with packages swinging in front of the three of them.
"Boss, I have never understood why the Iron-Blooded War Spirit dominates the entire A-level base, but the number of people in their union is only 20,000. You know, the player traffic of the entire A-level base is half a million!"
Xia fiddled with the scented eyes between his fingers, frowned and said in confusion
"Actually, you don't know something. There are less than 5,000 real Iron-Blooded Warriors, and the remaining 15,000 are all peripheral players." Rui Ge, as the small leader of the gang of three, flashed his shrewd eyes,
explain
"The most tempting thing about Iron-Blooded War Spirit is the five thousand players. Do you know why?" Bin Liu took out a puff of cigarette, looked at Snail Xia and asked: "You must not know, if your strength is worth a hundred, the strategy
If the goods worth less than five know about it, then the Iron-Blooded Fighting Spirit will not be able to unify the entire A-level base."
"My strategy value is related to the A-level base of Iron-Blooded Fighting Spirit Unification, and why is the temptation of the leader on five thousand players?" Luo Xia looked confused.
"Look, boss, this girl is exactly the same as Zhang Fei from the Three Kingdoms. He only has a lifetime of martial arts value." Binliu shook his head helplessly, "All of the five thousand players in Jagged Fighting Spirit are characters with wages and bread.
, our goal is to become the five thousand and one, two, and three people after the five thousand."
"What, you get wages for playing games and bread?" Snail Man was immediately shocked.
"Here we come, Beacon Fire Yichen is here." Just when Snail Man was shocked, an armed bus slowly came from the direction of the City of Terror. Seeing this, Rui Ge immediately threw down his cigarette butts and headed towards the supply camp bus stop to greet him.
At the same time, many players who had the same purpose as the Gang of Three also followed the flow of people.
The armed bus of Jagged Warrior slowly stopped at the platform. Members of the bus, all bearing the title of the 'Jagged Warrior' union on their heads, stepped out of the opened door one by one. According to the mission mode of the internal members of Jagged Warrior, this group of Jagged Warriors
After the soul players complete the tasks assigned by the organization in the morning, the afternoon time is completely their own.
Fenghuo Yichen has also come to get off work during his lunch break. He is very optimistic about the corporate management method implemented by the Iron-Blooded Warriors Union and firmly believes that this method will bring more wealth to the Iron-blooded Warriors.
I believe that all players who play their favorite games and earn a salary that is no less than that of working in the real world will definitely enjoy it. Fenghuo Yichen is naturally no exception. In addition to the pleasant thing of completing tasks and getting paid, he also needs to do
It is to absorb fresh flesh and blood for the iron-blooded fighting spirit.
"Do you want to join the Iron-Blooded Soul Guild?" Fenghuo Yichen, who got off the car, looked at the scattered players on the public platform with no less than a hundred players, and after feeling a little satisfied with his vanity, he asked calmly.
"right!"
"yes!"
The bus stop was filled with cheers and excitement.
"No, the three of us don't want to join the Iron-Blooded Fighting Spirit. We just want to be armed and stationed in an AA-level base." Rui Ge, who was crowded in the crowd, suddenly said loudly
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar at the bus stop, and the sound of boasting could not be heard. Countless surprised eyes turned to Brother Rui who said this loudly. It seemed hard to believe that the NPC base was captured by your players at any time.
Just captured it?
"Haha, they said they wanted to arm themselves into AA bases." Fenghuo Yichen smiled wantonly, then stared at the other players and asked meaningfully: "You must also learn from them and overestimate your capabilities to arm yourself into AA bases."
What?"
The scattered players looked at Fenghuo Yichen's extremely disdainful expression, and immediately shook their heads and objected: "We are not fools, why should we follow them to die in vain?"
"Who are you scolding? You're the fucking fool." Hearing those self-deprecating comments, Luo Xia immediately took out a heavy melee weapon, the bloody axe, from the space object ring and gestured.
"Brother Snail Xia" Fenghuo Yichen smiled faintly, "Fool, what's wrong? It's precisely because there are so many fools that the Iron-Blooded War Spirit can dominate the entire A-level base. I'm a fool too, no, to be more precise.
, I am a madman, you three follow me. Only after you pass the assessment can you become an internal member of the Iron-Blooded Fighting Spirit. As for the membership level, strength speaks for itself."
"What about us?" The other scattered players were a little confused by Fenghuo Yichen's instant change.
"You guys should do what normal people should do. What the Iron-Blooded War Spirit needs is a lunatic." Fenghuo Yichen smiled indifferently. After saying this, he led the gang of three people into the supply camp while looking at the sky of the terrifying city. There seemed to be a man there too.
A madman with an iron-blooded fighting spirit, hunting alone
...scene change
In the underground nuclear reactor space in the nuclearization area, Chen Ye carried the little boy on his back and ran desperately on the spiral stairs. The sound of "magnetic" metal corrosion behind him could not help but make his feet speed up a little.
"Uncle, is it you?" The little boy lying on Chen Ye's back weakly confirmed
"Xiao Ke, don't be afraid, it's me." Chen Ye stared at the gradually rising spiral staircase and replied softly.
"Thank you." Xiao Ke, with a pained face, still endured the pain all over his body and replied politely. At this time, in his body, the secondary primitive body Black Emperor separated from the primitive mother body began to devour its dark blue again.
The main body seems to have lost the additional damage of nuclear radiation, and the amount of devouring of the Black Emperor has been slightly reduced. But even so, the pain caused to the host body by the devouring and resistance between the original bodies cannot be ignored.
Chen Ye, who had once devoured the secondary primitive body, naturally knew the unforgettable pain. Therefore, every tremor of the little boy's body would cause a lot of fluctuations in his mind. He really couldn't imagine a seven or eight-year-old boy.
How did the boy persevere under such incomparable pain?
"Dad, I was killed by them. Xiaoke wants revenge, but the devil is too scary." The little boy's trembling voice sounded intermittently behind Chen Ye.
"Xiao Ke, dad is fine. I will take you to see dad." Chen Ye looked at the countless blood-red tentacles sweeping up the spiral staircase like a tide under him, and the pace under his feet could not help but speed up a little.
"Dad Kecheng, I miss you," the little boy's tone was slightly joyful, but the pain was still mixed in his childish voice.
When he heard this sentence, Chen Ye's heart began to throb inexplicably. For the NPC father and son in the apocalypse, the dark space of the beast cage not only did not alienate the distance between the father and son, but instead brought their hearts closer at the same time.
Make Chen Ye's heart tighten even more
"Xiao Ke will be fine, and Captain Kecheng will be fine too," Chen Ye murmured in his heart, firming up.
