On the way back, Tom tightly held the holographic video tape with both hands, with a solemn expression, as if he was holding his own child.
The right hand rubbed against it repeatedly, and it was almost patted.
Mommy...
Fortunately, Grandpa remembered the password.
Lucius felt hot eyes when he looked at it, and turned his face sideways with an old man's subway phone. However, at this moment, Tom suddenly looked at him with piercing eyes.
"If I take this thing back, do you think the academy will let me go? I will give you the box, but I don't want anything."
Lucius rolled his eyes at him.
"I'm a little more polite to you, do you think I'm your friend?"
Tom was taken aback.
Lucius stretched out his hand easily, and took the box of holographic video from his arms without any effort.
"Do you know? I've already done you a favor by not killing you."
Looking at the young man whose face was gradually pale, Lucius didn't continue to scare him, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.
"You know what happened to me when I first came to this world...cough, I mean when I woke up for the first time?"
Tom swallowed, his voice trembling slightly.
"What did you encounter..."
"A dog with two heads, it looks like it ran out of hell to pick me up," Lucius said casually as he stuffed the holographic video tape into his pocket, "If I was a little slower at that time, I might have died In fact, I found out later that if I ran east or north at that time, it was also a dead end. It is purely a luck that I survived, and I will cherish this life, so I advise you, it is best not to let me think you're a threat."
To the west is the lake, a dead end. Going north to collide with the predators, or going east to run directly into the nest of mutants, life would be worse than death.
Even thinking about it now, Lucius couldn't help but sweat for himself.
Tom opened his mouth, looking a little dumbfounded.
Lucius ignored him, folded his arms, and closed his eyes to meditate, sorting out the information he had obtained from the video tape earlier, and thinking about how to edit it later, and update this holographic image on the official website.
The few young players sitting on the truck looked at each other, their expressions were like watching a foreign language movie without subtitles for a long time, and their faces were full of bewilderment.
One of Night Commander team member hooked his fingers at Night Commander, beckoning him to come over, and whispered in a low voice.
"How do you think we should imply that the Managers will reward us?"
Night Commander was dumbfounded.
"I don't know... just ask?"
Both of them were embarrassed to speak first.
At this time, I'm the Darkest, who had been silent all this time.
"Master Manager! May I ask if our task has been completed?"
Looking up and meeting a pair of expectant eyes, Lucius suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten to give the money.
With the majestic expression on his face unchanged, he nodded calmly and said.
"You guys are doing great, all of you."
After thinking about it, Lucius finally decided to give the players a little sweetness, selected a pre-edited task reward on the VM, and clicked send.
[ Mission: Trigger the Hidden Task. ]
[ Reward: 10 silver coins, 100 contribution points. ]
As for the sleep pods on the truck, that was the job of the warehouse keeper, and Lucius was not in charge of helping them figure out how much the rubbish was worth.
Seeing the prompt that popped up on the VM screen, the players showed excited expressions on their faces.
Not to mention 10 silver coins, there are actually 100 contribution points rewarded after a storyline!
This is so cool!
Seeing them so happy, Lucius was also happy. If only everyone in the wasteland were as cute as his little players.
The truck kept driving in the direction of Starwood Farm.
However, at this moment, a gunshot sounded from far ahead, and the bullets whizzed past the truck, and one shot even hit the front window.
"It's a predator!"
There were quite a few people on the opposite side, and there were at least thirty gunshots in that round of salvo, but these people were obviously amateurs, and they fired from such a distance with poor equipment, and no one fell down.
The player driving the car is also a ruthless person. He saw that the bullet was coming from the front, and he didn't panic at all. With a slight twist of the steering wheel, he skillfully drove the front of the car into the snow.
While preventing the engine from being damaged, he applied the handbrake and stopped under the cushion of the snow, grabbed the rifle and jumped out of the car.
"Those who pull the big bolts stay behind, and the brothers with assault rifles follow me! Let's cover them from the flanks!"
"Aww!"
"I'm coming!"
Seeing the opportunity to make meritorious service came, the eyes of the players on the truck were all green, and they jumped out of the truck one after another, leaving Night Commander still on the truck.
Although this guy also wanted to attack, but he only had a one-handed pistol on him, so he couldn't hit people at such a long distance, and he was afraid of losing his equipment if he was too close to the face.
In a hurry, he shouted.
"Hurry up! I will guard the truck!"
As he said that, he fired a shot towards the front symbolically, regardless of whether he hit it or not, anyway, this combat state should be regarded as hung up.
Bullets whizzed by, and Tom, who got up from the truck with his head covered, looked around nervously.
"What's the situation?!"
Could it be that someone from the academy came after him?!
"Small scene, don't panic."
Lucius held the hammer with his right hand, but after seeing the situation on the other side, he pouted again, let go of the hammer and held the Gauss rifle.
The magazine contained imitation ammunition.
Armor-piercing is a bit overhanging, but it's more than enough to fight this kind of miscellaneous soldiers...
...
At the same time, behind the snowdrift 300 meters in front of the truck, there were about thirty men in navy blue uniforms lying on their stomachs.
They held uniform iron-barrel rifles in their hands. At first glance, they were all the ten commanders of the legion, but they didn't have a single soldier under them. They also looked crooked and malnourished.
The man with tattoos on his bare face held a trumpet made of iron sheet in his hand, lying behind the bunker and shouting loudly.
"Listen, people in front, have you seen our clothes? You are surrounded by the Legion! If you are sensible, throw away your weapons and surrender! Otherwise, what awaits you will be the punishment of the Legion!"
Called for a long time but no response.
On the other side, it was as if they didn't hear them, and the bullets still whizzed past their heads, or fell on the bunker in front of them.
The man with the mohawk head looked nervously at the bald brother beside him, and said with panicked eyes.
"Boss! These people... are hard to deal with!"
There was no response to their morale offensive!
He even felt that when the horn yelled, the counterattack from the other side became more fierce.
The bald head patted him on the head cursingly.
"Useless stuff, afraid of some losers! Counting the drivers, there are only nine of them. We have thirty-two guns here, and we still can't kill them? F*ck you! Don't let them run away!"
After finishing speaking, he added another sentence.
"By the way, don't beat them all to death! Keep two hostages, we have to ask the people in their village for ransom!"
The bald man's name was Tin, and he was originally a predator active in the middle of the River Valley Province. As for why it was at the southernmost point of the River Valley Province, that's a long story.
The Legion has been fighting with the people of the Great Rift Valley in the north for a whole year, and the progress has not been very smooth. A few days ago, they suffered a big defeat. General Klass's subordinates were killed, injured, and fled. The whole army was defeated like a mountain.
People who had fled from the north said that the remnants of the legion were like locusts, no grass grew in the places they passed, and even alien species had to go around.
Tin naturally didn't believe this kind of nonsense, he only thought that idiot was frightened out of his head, and wanted to speak nonsense for his life, so that people would drag him out to drain the blood, and throw the pot into the pot for drinking.
Legion?
Heh, isn't that the defeat of the Great Rift Valley? Come here to give him equipment!
However, Tin himself may not have imagined that on the third day after he and the boys bragged about making the head of the general commander into a chamber pot, the deserters of the legion really ran to the small town in front of his house.
There were not many people who came, only nine ten-commander, not a single clone slave. These people may have been blown mad by the shells of the Great Rift Valley, or they may have been blown crazy by the shells of their own people.
Tin, who had a hundred or so brothers under his command, naturally wouldn't be afraid of them, so he surrounded them with people, and sure enough, he dealt with the opponent in no time.
However, something frustrating happened to Tin. More than a hundred people beat nine people, and the battle damage was replaced by one. He was so angry that he chopped off the only prisoner he caught on the spot, even the matter of ransom was abonded!
Within two days, another wave of deserters came. This time there were a little more ten commanders, twelve, and seventeen or so clone slaves. They didn't kill anyone they saw like the last group of lunatics did, but they picked a place where survivors lived and directly occupied it.
The settlement paid Tin the protection fee. Seeing that his meal ticket was gone, Tin couldn't bear it, so he led people around him again.
However, this fight was unbelievable, because the opponent knocked out a third of it, not because the opponent ran out of bullets, but almost lost.
This time Tin was really terrified of being beaten, he finally realized the horror of Legion. Within a week, thirty or forty brothers died, and countless were wounded.
Even those who lived by looting could not bear such an exaggerated loss.
Hearing that the deserters from the legion had come again, Tin was frightened out of his wits. This time he didn't even dare to fight, so he took his cronies, packed up his things and ran south.
After going through ups and downs along the way, half of the people on the road dispersed, and they finally found a stronghold of survivors who seemed to be living a prosperous life.
However, the people here don't seem to be easy to mess with. The soldiers standing on the wall were all holding uniform rifles, and the smoke in the camp had never stopped. They could only see that there were hundreds of people living outside, but no one knew how many people lived inside.
Tin didn't act rashly, and didn't even dare to get too close. He found a high ground in the north and looked there with his binoculars.
After waiting like this for two full days, when the brothers could hardly hold back, they finally got the chance to do something.
A truck headed towards the abandoned urban area to the north. There were not many people on board, only a few.
Tin didn't hesitate, and immediately seized the opportunity, leading people to ambush them on the way back.
However, to Tin's surprise, things didn't seem to be going as smoothly as he expected. After those people were hit head-on, not only did they not panic as expected, they even sent someone out to surround them.
At this moment, something suddenly exploded next to it, and there was a "Pop", which startled Tin who was about to stick out of the bunker and fire.
"F*ck, what are you doing--" Tin turned his head abruptly, it didn't matter what he saw, and he was frightened on the spot.
I saw that the head of one of his brothers seemed to have been bombarded, his entire brain was blown away, and there was only half of his neck standing there, with blood gushing out continuously.
Before he could react to what happened, another bang came from the side.
This brother was even worse than the last one. He was blasted with a big hole in his chest, fell to the ground and struggled for a while before he swallowed the breath hanging from his mouth.
This time it wasn't just Tin who was dumbfounded.
The predator brothers standing next to him were also stunned, and even forgot to shoot for a while.
"...What kind of weapon is that!?"
"It's the guy in the truck!"
"Grass! Gauss rifles?! Why do they have Gauss rifles!"
The Predator has heard the rumors of the Gauss rifle. Although they doesn't know the principle, they heard that it can penetrate power armor with one shot, which is better than the Legion's anti-material rifle.
When they heard that it was a Gauss rifle, everyone panicked and didn't dare to fight back. However, the more they were like this, the more dangerous their situation was.
The predator with the Mohawk looked at the boss and said in fear.
"Boss, let's retreat!"
Tin was still hesitating, rationally telling him that he should withdraw, but he couldn't bear to let go of the fat sheep that was on his lips. Even with a Gauss rifle, their side still has the upper hand, as long as he separates some of them and walks around them from the side——
Just when he was thinking this way, gunshots came from another direction, and then a row of bullets whizzed and hit their backs.
Caught off guard, several predators at the back screamed and died.
Tin was startled, and quickly turned his head to look, only to see that at some point, a group of people had been come from the direction of Tuna District.
And there are still many people! There are about a dozen of them!
"Boss! Their reinforcements have arrived!"
"Shut your bird's beak, I don't need your reminder! Damn it!" Tin was startled and furious, and quickly assigned a part of his staff to fill in the west direction, preventing the reinforcements from continuing to advance this way.
He couldn't figure out how these people support could come so quickly, it was only ten minutes since the gunshot sounded.
Even if you react, you have to react for a while, right?!
The situation was turned upside down in an instant, and the two groups of people moved east and west, sandwiching them on a gentle north-south slope!
There are people on the west and east sides. No matter which side of the reverse slope is used as a cover, they will be beaten on the other side on the half slope.
After a while, a few more people fell to the ground, and a few more were blasted to pieces by Gauss rifles.
In just ten minutes, the casualties approached 30%, how could these mobs have the courage to continue fighting.
Tin couldn't control his subordinates anymore.
Everyone lost their battle positions one after another, fled to the north, and ran like a lifeless one. However, both their physical strength and physical fitness are far inferior to the players who eat three meals a day.
Especially in the eyes of the players, these fleeing predators are like walking silver coins, contributions, and regional prestige!
This was an encounter that was triggered near Starwood Farm. It wouldn't be too much prestige for an area of one or two hundred, right?
The benevolent and generous Manager is on the scene. Even if the dog planner, Light, is a greedy person, Master Manager, who has the server authority, will definitely not be stingy with this little reward!
Looking at their fleeing backs, the chasing little players chased after them like hungry wolves with green eyes.
"Don't run!"
"Put your gun down and we don't kill anyone!"
"Hold your head and squat down!"
During this period of time, some old players still learned a few words that NPCs could understand, and yelled a lot, but a few predators really understood, dropped their weapons and squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands.
In the entire encounter, the players had 0 deaths and 3 injuries, and all of them were minor injuries. One of them was chasing too hard, tripped over a tree root buried in the snow, and knocked his nose.
It will definitely hurt for a long time in reality, but it’s okay to leave it alone in the game.
As for the predators, it was too miserable, with 11 dead and 26 captured.
A reward of 50 silver, 50 tribute, and 100 area prestige was distributed to each player participating in the battle. Lucius then ordered the little players who cheered for the victory to take the captives to the open space in front of the north gate of Starwood Farm.
Bringing two guards to the prisoners, Lucius glanced at the dark blue coats on them and asked.
"Are you from the Legion? Who is your commander?"
Tin, who was bruised and swollen from the fall, tremblingly wanted to raise his hand, but before he could speak, the little guy next to him replied tremblingly.
"We are not, my lord."
They are just normal predators.
Lucius knew it in his heart, and continued to look at them and ask.
"Where did your clothes come from?"
Tin, who was squatting aside, said quickly.
"The legion in the north suffered a defeat. I heard that the leader of the expeditionary force, General Klass, was executed by the people of the Great Rift Valley. The deserters of the legion either ran west or south, and killed people on sight like predators. Our clothes and guns were all picked up from the deserters of the ten commander."
The suit worked well, especially up north, and many survivors were terrified at the sight of the navy blue overcoat and turned and ran.
Tin also wondered, aren't these people afraid?
Legion lost?
Lucius was surprised, but not much.
Such a heavy snow must be more unfriendly to the attackers with long supply lines. If he were the general of the expeditionary force, he would definitely consider launching a decisive battle before the situation got worse, to determine the outcome thoroughly, and if he lost, he would go back to his home, and if he won, he would live in the enemy's home.
The appearance of Vanus further confirmed his guess that these people could no longer fight. But what Lucius didn't expect was that the expeditionary army lost so thoroughly that even General Klass was killed.
The broken soldiers of the legion are in chaos, and even the predators are forced to go south.
I'm afraid this winter will not be so good...
Seeing that Lucius was lost in thought, Old Luka thought he was not sure how to deal with these prisoners, so he stepped forward and suggested in a low voice.
"My lord, if you are not sure what to do, I may wish to refer to my suggestion."
"Explain."
"Now is the time when we need people to work. It's a pity to kill them directly. It's better to send them to be coolies. When the next spring comes, it depends on the situation whether to keep them for continued use, or sell them to the mines in Red River Town."
Not a bad idea. Lucius nodded. But there is still a problem.
"The guards are not enough manpower, what if someone escapes?"
Old Luka continued.
"This is actually easy to solve. New prisoners of war and old prisoners of war are mixed, and they are divided into one cell. If one is missing, the other three will all be hanged."
Lucius's eyes lit up: "That's a good idea, how did you come up with it?"
Old Luka smiled slightly awkwardly, lowered his head and said respectfully.
"My lord, this is not a very rare thing... Many survivors of slavery have done this in strongholds."
All right. It seems that I am too merciful.
Lucius sighed in his heart, then looked at the predators, made a majestic expression on his face, looked down at them and said.
"I intended to hang you on the gallows, but killing prisoners is not an act of justice."
Looking at the trembling captives, he continued.
"Starting today, you will accept the transformation of labor and strive to make something useful to society, civilization, and mankind."
After speaking, Lucius didn't look at them, but looked at Old Luka.
"These people will be handed over to you."
Old Luka nodded respectfully.
"Yes, my lord."
...
Official Website:
[ Announcement: The information of the college forces has increased, and it is related to shelter 117 and the Great Rift Valley. Version 0.9 is under production. Please look forward to the new gameplay! ]
[ Today's Recommended Recipe: The manager doesn't know what to eat today, so I decided to leave it to you. ]
[ Announcement from the stronghold system: predators have appeared in the north of Starwood Farm ( Prosperity +10) ]
Quit Smoking: "Wait, why did the predators' activities appear, but the prosperity increased instead?"
Tomorrow Seeker: "Because those people are too weak, it's no different from giving away heads. But I think it's too little to add 10 points. Maybe it's because of the impact of predators' activities on local security and immigration."
Get Up Ten Times A Night: "Thank you for the gift of nature. (≧▽≦)"
Quit Smoking: "So that's how it is. As expected of Brother Tomorrow, I never thought that the planner is awesome!"
Tomorrow Seeker: "...?"
Get Up Ten Times A Night: "Pfft."
Tabletop Cop: "Boss Yaya, why don't you sell mushrooms recently!"
Yaya: "Where can I find mushrooms in such a cold weather? It's gone, it's gone before spring! ༼;´༎ຶ ༎ຶ༽"
Red Face Boxer: "F*ck! My life is so gloomy."
Killing Chicken At Midnight: "+1, I'm going to die without Boss Yaya's mushroom soup."
Yaya: "This, is it so serious?"
Sisi: "Don't believe it, you will be deceived like this."
Tail: "Hey! How did Sisi know that Tail was thinking of tricking the unemployed boss into putting on a maid outfit and pouring wine for Tail while calling the master!!! ∑(?Д?ノ)ノ"
Sisi: "...?"
Shuri: "?"
Get Up Ten Times A Night: "Just ask if you don't understand, is this something you can see without paying money? (▽)"
Irene: Mole you know what to do right? (‿)"
Yaya: "I'll kill you guys. (`▭´)ﾉ︵ ┻━┻"
After returning to the refuge, Lucius browsed around the official website, especially checking the progress of the raid on the entrance of shelter No. 117.
Brother Mole is still very powerful, and cooperated with Mosquito to develop a set of cancer tactics, that is-find a cute new pull monster of the agility department, pull the monster up and set fire to kill it.
The monsters in "Wasteland OL" have no limit on the pursuit distance. For those monsters without a fixed lair, in theory, as long as you are strong enough, the monsters can chase you to the ends of the earth.
They have already killed 2 crawlers with this style of play!
Brother Mole thought he had discovered a bug and didn't dare to explain it too clearly on the forum, but what he didn't know was that VM would record their communication information and secretly upload it to the cloud.
Combined with their course of action, Lucius could guess it without Popo's help.
In addition to Brother Mole, another active beta tester on today's forum is Brother Night Commander.
This guy found 10 hibernation pods, all of which were in good condition. He got a total of 700 silver coins, one point with two teammates, each with an average of 233.3 silver coins.
This is not counting the income from the subsequent battle and the plot.
In addition, Brother Night Commander also opened a separate post, Anyway called the "Steel nail 1.0" of Mosquito, and called it a melee artifact.
"Brother Night Commander, believe me, Brother Mosquito can be reliable once in a while. I swear, I have never seen a better melee weapon than a thing! At that time, I was thrown down by a crawler, and I was about to be bitten on neck, I clenched my fist immediately, and with a bang, a hole was pierced in the crawler's head! Simple and rude, one-shot kill! I would call it the strongest weapon of the version!"
Get Up Ten Times A Night: "Tell me, how much money Mosquito gave you to advertise against your conscience.ಡ ͜ ʖ ಡ"
WC Really Has Mosquitoes: "Hey! What do you mean by being reliable once in a while, aren't my Hellfires and Storms unreliable? How about a strong batch!"
Picking Up Trash Level 99: "I testify! Mosquitoes can be reliable once in a while, but it's a bit troublesome. Last time I carried the boiler on my back and ran into the trenches to have a good time. It took me three days before I went online."
WC Really Has Mosquitoes: "Repay the money!"
Picking Up Trash Level 99: "(っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ"
Lucius, who was peeking at the screen, couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
"These guys are really talented."
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Lucius didn't even raise his head, and responded casually.
"Please come in."
I thought it was Boss Sumeria who came to harass him again, but I didn't expect that it was Tom who came.
As soon as the young man entered the door, he didn't speak. He stood with his head down for a while, and then he opened his mouth with shame on his face.
"I……"
"I have to apologize to you."
On the way back, Tom tightly held the holographic video tape with both hands, with a solemn expression, as if he was holding his own child.
The right hand rubbed against it repeatedly, and it was almost patted.
Mommy...
Fortunately, Grandpa remembered the password.
Lucius felt hot eyes when he looked at it, and turned his face sideways with an old man's subway phone. However, at this moment, Tom suddenly looked at him with piercing eyes.
"If I take this thing back, do you think the academy will let me go? I will give you the box, but I don't want anything."
Lucius rolled his eyes at him.
"I'm a little more polite to you, do you think I'm your friend?"
Tom was taken aback.
Lucius stretched out his hand easily, and took the box of holographic video from his arms without any effort.
"Do you know? I've already done you a favor by not killing you."
Looking at the young man whose face was gradually pale, Lucius didn't continue to scare him, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.
"You know what happened to me when I first came to this world...cough, I mean when I woke up for the first time?"
Tom swallowed, his voice trembling slightly.
"What did you encounter..."
"A dog with two heads, it looks like it ran out of hell to pick me up," Lucius said casually as he stuffed the holographic video tape into his pocket, "If I was a little slower at that time, I might have died In fact, I found out later that if I ran east or north at that time, it was also a dead end. It is purely a luck that I survived, and I will cherish this life, so I advise you, it is best not to let me think you're a threat."
To the west is the lake, a dead end. Going north to collide with the predators, or going east to run directly into the nest of mutants, life would be worse than death.
Even thinking about it now, Lucius couldn't help but sweat for himself.
Tom opened his mouth, looking a little dumbfounded.
Lucius ignored him, folded his arms, and closed his eyes to meditate, sorting out the information he had obtained from the video tape earlier, and thinking about how to edit it later, and update this holographic image on the official website.
The few young players sitting on the truck looked at each other, their expressions were like watching a foreign language movie without subtitles for a long time, and their faces were full of bewilderment.
One of Night Commander team member hooked his fingers at Night Commander, beckoning him to come over, and whispered in a low voice.
"How do you think we should imply that the Managers will reward us?"
Night Commander was dumbfounded.
"I don't know... just ask?"
Both of them were embarrassed to speak first.
At this time, I'm the Darkest, who had been silent all this time.
"Master Manager! May I ask if our task has been completed?"
Looking up and meeting a pair of expectant eyes, Lucius suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten to give the money.
With the majestic expression on his face unchanged, he nodded calmly and said.
"You guys are doing great, all of you."
After thinking about it, Lucius finally decided to give the players a little sweetness, selected a pre-edited task reward on the VM, and clicked send.
[ Mission: Trigger the Hidden Task. ]
[ Reward: 10 silver coins, 100 contribution points. ]
As for the sleep pods on the truck, that was the job of the warehouse keeper, and Lucius was not in charge of helping them figure out how much the rubbish was worth.
Seeing the prompt that popped up on the VM screen, the players showed excited expressions on their faces.
Not to mention 10 silver coins, there are actually 100 contribution points rewarded after a storyline!
This is so cool!
Seeing them so happy, Lucius was also happy. If only everyone in the wasteland were as cute as his little players.
The truck kept driving in the direction of Starwood Farm.
However, at this moment, a gunshot sounded from far ahead, and the bullets whizzed past the truck, and one shot even hit the front window.
"It's a predator!"
There were quite a few people on the opposite side, and there were at least thirty gunshots in that round of salvo, but these people were obviously amateurs, and they fired from such a distance with poor equipment, and no one fell down.
The player driving the car is also a ruthless person. He saw that the bullet was coming from the front, and he didn't panic at all. With a slight twist of the steering wheel, he skillfully drove the front of the car into the snow.
While preventing the engine from being damaged, he applied the handbrake and stopped under the cushion of the snow, grabbed the rifle and jumped out of the car.
"Those who pull the big bolts stay behind, and the brothers with assault rifles follow me! Let's cover them from the flanks!"
"Aww!"
"I'm coming!"
Seeing the opportunity to make meritorious service came, the eyes of the players on the truck were all green, and they jumped out of the truck one after another, leaving Night Commander still on the truck.
Although this guy also wanted to attack, but he only had a one-handed pistol on him, so he couldn't hit people at such a long distance, and he was afraid of losing his equipment if he was too close to the face.
In a hurry, he shouted.
"Hurry up! I will guard the truck!"
As he said that, he fired a shot towards the front symbolically, regardless of whether he hit it or not, anyway, this combat state should be regarded as hung up.
Bullets whizzed by, and Tom, who got up from the truck with his head covered, looked around nervously.
"What's the situation?!"
Could it be that someone from the academy came after him?!
"Small scene, don't panic."
Lucius held the hammer with his right hand, but after seeing the situation on the other side, he pouted again, let go of the hammer and held the Gauss rifle.
The magazine contained imitation ammunition.
Armor-piercing is a bit overhanging, but it's more than enough to fight this kind of miscellaneous soldiers...
...
At the same time, behind the snowdrift 300 meters in front of the truck, there were about thirty men in navy blue uniforms lying on their stomachs.
They held uniform iron-barrel rifles in their hands. At first glance, they were all the ten commanders of the legion, but they didn't have a single soldier under them. They also looked crooked and malnourished.
The man with tattoos on his bare face held a trumpet made of iron sheet in his hand, lying behind the bunker and shouting loudly.
"Listen, people in front, have you seen our clothes? You are surrounded by the Legion! If you are sensible, throw away your weapons and surrender! Otherwise, what awaits you will be the punishment of the Legion!"
Called for a long time but no response.
On the other side, it was as if they didn't hear them, and the bullets still whizzed past their heads, or fell on the bunker in front of them.
The man with the mohawk head looked nervously at the bald brother beside him, and said with panicked eyes.
"Boss! These people... are hard to deal with!"
There was no response to their morale offensive!
He even felt that when the horn yelled, the counterattack from the other side became more fierce.
The bald head patted him on the head cursingly.
"Useless stuff, afraid of some losers! Counting the drivers, there are only nine of them. We have thirty-two guns here, and we still can't kill them? F*ck you! Don't let them run away!"
After finishing speaking, he added another sentence.
"By the way, don't beat them all to death! Keep two hostages, we have to ask the people in their village for ransom!"
The bald man's name was Tin, and he was originally a predator active in the middle of the River Valley Province. As for why it was at the southernmost point of the River Valley Province, that's a long story.
The Legion has been fighting with the people of the Great Rift Valley in the north for a whole year, and the progress has not been very smooth. A few days ago, they suffered a big defeat. General Klass's subordinates were killed, injured, and fled. The whole army was defeated like a mountain.
People who had fled from the north said that the remnants of the legion were like locusts, no grass grew in the places they passed, and even alien species had to go around.
Tin naturally didn't believe this kind of nonsense, he only thought that idiot was frightened out of his head, and wanted to speak nonsense for his life, so that people would drag him out to drain the blood, and throw the pot into the pot for drinking.
Legion?
Heh, isn't that the defeat of the Great Rift Valley? Come here to give him equipment!
However, Tin himself may not have imagined that on the third day after he and the boys bragged about making the head of the general commander into a chamber pot, the deserters of the legion really ran to the small town in front of his house.
There were not many people who came, only nine ten-commander, not a single clone slave. These people may have been blown mad by the shells of the Great Rift Valley, or they may have been blown crazy by the shells of their own people.
Tin, who had a hundred or so brothers under his command, naturally wouldn't be afraid of them, so he surrounded them with people, and sure enough, he dealt with the opponent in no time.
However, something frustrating happened to Tin. More than a hundred people beat nine people, and the battle damage was replaced by one. He was so angry that he chopped off the only prisoner he caught on the spot, even the matter of ransom was abonded!
Within two days, another wave of deserters came. This time there were a little more ten commanders, twelve, and seventeen or so clone slaves. They didn't kill anyone they saw like the last group of lunatics did, but they picked a place where survivors lived and directly occupied it.
The settlement paid Tin the protection fee. Seeing that his meal ticket was gone, Tin couldn't bear it, so he led people around him again.
However, this fight was unbelievable, because the opponent knocked out a third of it, not because the opponent ran out of bullets, but almost lost.
This time Tin was really terrified of being beaten, he finally realized the horror of Legion. Within a week, thirty or forty brothers died, and countless were wounded.
Even those who lived by looting could not bear such an exaggerated loss.
Hearing that the deserters from the legion had come again, Tin was frightened out of his wits. This time he didn't even dare to fight, so he took his cronies, packed up his things and ran south.
After going through ups and downs along the way, half of the people on the road dispersed, and they finally found a stronghold of survivors who seemed to be living a prosperous life.
However, the people here don't seem to be easy to mess with. The soldiers standing on the wall were all holding uniform rifles, and the smoke in the camp had never stopped. They could only see that there were hundreds of people living outside, but no one knew how many people lived inside.
Tin didn't act rashly, and didn't even dare to get too close. He found a high ground in the north and looked there with his binoculars.
After waiting like this for two full days, when the brothers could hardly hold back, they finally got the chance to do something.
A truck headed towards the abandoned urban area to the north. There were not many people on board, only a few.
Tin didn't hesitate, and immediately seized the opportunity, leading people to ambush them on the way back.
However, to Tin's surprise, things didn't seem to be going as smoothly as he expected. After those people were hit head-on, not only did they not panic as expected, they even sent someone out to surround them.
At this moment, something suddenly exploded next to it, and there was a "Pop", which startled Tin who was about to stick out of the bunker and fire.
"F*ck, what are you doing--" Tin turned his head abruptly, it didn't matter what he saw, and he was frightened on the spot.
I saw that the head of one of his brothers seemed to have been bombarded, his entire brain was blown away, and there was only half of his neck standing there, with blood gushing out continuously.
Before he could react to what happened, another bang came from the side.
This brother was even worse than the last one. He was blasted with a big hole in his chest, fell to the ground and struggled for a while before he swallowed the breath hanging from his mouth.
This time it wasn't just Tin who was dumbfounded.
The predator brothers standing next to him were also stunned, and even forgot to shoot for a while.
"...What kind of weapon is that!?"
"It's the guy in the truck!"
"Grass! Gauss rifles?! Why do they have Gauss rifles!"
The Predator has heard the rumors of the Gauss rifle. Although they doesn't know the principle, they heard that it can penetrate power armor with one shot, which is better than the Legion's anti-material rifle.
When they heard that it was a Gauss rifle, everyone panicked and didn't dare to fight back. However, the more they were like this, the more dangerous their situation was.
The predator with the Mohawk looked at the boss and said in fear.
"Boss, let's retreat!"
Tin was still hesitating, rationally telling him that he should withdraw, but he couldn't bear to let go of the fat sheep that was on his lips. Even with a Gauss rifle, their side still has the upper hand, as long as he separates some of them and walks around them from the side——
Just when he was thinking this way, gunshots came from another direction, and then a row of bullets whizzed and hit their backs.
Caught off guard, several predators at the back screamed and died.
Tin was startled, and quickly turned his head to look, only to see that at some point, a group of people had been come from the direction of Tuna District.
And there are still many people! There are about a dozen of them!
"Boss! Their reinforcements have arrived!"
"Shut your bird's beak, I don't need your reminder! Damn it!" Tin was startled and furious, and quickly assigned a part of his staff to fill in the west direction, preventing the reinforcements from continuing to advance this way.
He couldn't figure out how these people support could come so quickly, it was only ten minutes since the gunshot sounded.
Even if you react, you have to react for a while, right?!
The situation was turned upside down in an instant, and the two groups of people moved east and west, sandwiching them on a gentle north-south slope!
There are people on the west and east sides. No matter which side of the reverse slope is used as a cover, they will be beaten on the other side on the half slope.
After a while, a few more people fell to the ground, and a few more were blasted to pieces by Gauss rifles.
In just ten minutes, the casualties approached 30%, how could these mobs have the courage to continue fighting.
Tin couldn't control his subordinates anymore.
Everyone lost their battle positions one after another, fled to the north, and ran like a lifeless one. However, both their physical strength and physical fitness are far inferior to the players who eat three meals a day.
Especially in the eyes of the players, these fleeing predators are like walking silver coins, contributions, and regional prestige!
This was an encounter that was triggered near Starwood Farm. It wouldn't be too much prestige for an area of one or two hundred, right?
The benevolent and generous Manager is on the scene. Even if the dog planner, Light, is a greedy person, Master Manager, who has the server authority, will definitely not be stingy with this little reward!
Looking at their fleeing backs, the chasing little players chased after them like hungry wolves with green eyes.
"Don't run!"
"Put your gun down and we don't kill anyone!"
"Hold your head and squat down!"
During this period of time, some old players still learned a few words that NPCs could understand, and yelled a lot, but a few predators really understood, dropped their weapons and squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands.
In the entire encounter, the players had 0 deaths and 3 injuries, and all of them were minor injuries. One of them was chasing too hard, tripped over a tree root buried in the snow, and knocked his nose.
It will definitely hurt for a long time in reality, but it’s okay to leave it alone in the game.
As for the predators, it was too miserable, with 11 dead and 26 captured.
A reward of 50 silver, 50 tribute, and 100 area prestige was distributed to each player participating in the battle. Lucius then ordered the little players who cheered for the victory to take the captives to the open space in front of the north gate of Starwood Farm.
Bringing two guards to the prisoners, Lucius glanced at the dark blue coats on them and asked.
"Are you from the Legion? Who is your commander?"
Tin, who was bruised and swollen from the fall, tremblingly wanted to raise his hand, but before he could speak, the little guy next to him replied tremblingly.
"We are not, my lord."
They are just normal predators.
Lucius knew it in his heart, and continued to look at them and ask.
"Where did your clothes come from?"
Tin, who was squatting aside, said quickly.
"The legion in the north suffered a defeat. I heard that the leader of the expeditionary force, General Klass, was executed by the people of the Great Rift Valley. The deserters of the legion either ran west or south, and killed people on sight like predators. Our clothes and guns were all picked up from the deserters of the ten commander."
The suit worked well, especially up north, and many survivors were terrified at the sight of the navy blue overcoat and turned and ran.
Tin also wondered, aren't these people afraid?
Legion lost?
Lucius was surprised, but not much.
Such a heavy snow must be more unfriendly to the attackers with long supply lines. If he were the general of the expeditionary force, he would definitely consider launching a decisive battle before the situation got worse, to determine the outcome thoroughly, and if he lost, he would go back to his home, and if he won, he would live in the enemy's home.
The appearance of Vanus further confirmed his guess that these people could no longer fight. But what Lucius didn't expect was that the expeditionary army lost so thoroughly that even General Klass was killed.
The broken soldiers of the legion are in chaos, and even the predators are forced to go south.
I'm afraid this winter will not be so good...
Seeing that Lucius was lost in thought, Old Luka thought he was not sure how to deal with these prisoners, so he stepped forward and suggested in a low voice.
"My lord, if you are not sure what to do, I may wish to refer to my suggestion."
"Explain."
"Now is the time when we need people to work. It's a pity to kill them directly. It's better to send them to be coolies. When the next spring comes, it depends on the situation whether to keep them for continued use, or sell them to the mines in Red River Town."
Not a bad idea. Lucius nodded. But there is still a problem.
"The guards are not enough manpower, what if someone escapes?"
Old Luka continued.
"This is actually easy to solve. New prisoners of war and old prisoners of war are mixed, and they are divided into one cell. If one is missing, the other three will all be hanged."
Lucius's eyes lit up: "That's a good idea, how did you come up with it?"
Old Luka smiled slightly awkwardly, lowered his head and said respectfully.
"My lord, this is not a very rare thing... Many survivors of slavery have done this in strongholds."
All right. It seems that I am too merciful.
Lucius sighed in his heart, then looked at the predators, made a majestic expression on his face, looked down at them and said.
"I intended to hang you on the gallows, but killing prisoners is not an act of justice."
Looking at the trembling captives, he continued.
"Starting today, you will accept the transformation of labor and strive to make something useful to society, civilization, and mankind."
After speaking, Lucius didn't look at them, but looked at Old Luka.
"These people will be handed over to you."
Old Luka nodded respectfully.
"Yes, my lord."
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Official Website:
[ Announcement: The information of the college forces has increased, and it is related to shelter 117 and the Great Rift Valley. Version 0.9 is under production. Please look forward to the new gameplay! ]
[ Today's Recommended Recipe: The manager doesn't know what to eat today, so I decided to leave it to you. ]
[ Announcement from the stronghold system: predators have appeared in the north of Starwood Farm ( Prosperity +10) ]
Quit Smoking: "Wait, why did the predators' activities appear, but the prosperity increased instead?"
Tomorrow Seeker: "Because those people are too weak, it's no different from giving away heads. But I think it's too little to add 10 points. Maybe it's because of the impact of predators' activities on local security and immigration."
Get Up Ten Times A Night: "Thank you for the gift of nature. (≧▽≦)"
Quit Smoking: "So that's how it is. As expected of Brother Tomorrow, I never thought that the planner is awesome!"
Tomorrow Seeker: "...?"
Get Up Ten Times A Night: "Pfft."
Tabletop Cop: "Boss Yaya, why don't you sell mushrooms recently!"
Yaya: "Where can I find mushrooms in such a cold weather? It's gone, it's gone before spring! ༼;´༎ຶ ༎ຶ༽"
Red Face Boxer: "F*ck! My life is so gloomy."
Killing Chicken At Midnight: "+1, I'm going to die without Boss Yaya's mushroom soup."
Yaya: "This, is it so serious?"
Sisi: "Don't believe it, you will be deceived like this."
Tail: "Hey! How did Sisi know that Tail was thinking of tricking the unemployed boss into putting on a maid outfit and pouring wine for Tail while calling the master!!! ∑(?Д?ノ)ノ"
Sisi: "...?"
Shuri: "?"
Get Up Ten Times A Night: "Just ask if you don't understand, is this something you can see without paying money? (▽)"
Irene: Mole you know what to do right? (‿)"
Yaya: "I'll kill you guys. (`▭´)ﾉ︵ ┻━┻"
After returning to the refuge, Lucius browsed around the official website, especially checking the progress of the raid on the entrance of shelter No. 117.
Brother Mole is still very powerful, and cooperated with Mosquito to develop a set of cancer tactics, that is-find a cute new pull monster of the agility department, pull the monster up and set fire to kill it.
The monsters in "Wasteland OL" have no limit on the pursuit distance. For those monsters without a fixed lair, in theory, as long as you are strong enough, the monsters can chase you to the ends of the earth.
They have already killed 2 crawlers with this style of play!
Brother Mole thought he had discovered a bug and didn't dare to explain it too clearly on the forum, but what he didn't know was that VM would record their communication information and secretly upload it to the cloud.
Combined with their course of action, Lucius could guess it without Popo's help.
In addition to Brother Mole, another active beta tester on today's forum is Brother Night Commander.
This guy found 10 hibernation pods, all of which were in good condition. He got a total of 700 silver coins, one point with two teammates, each with an average of 233.3 silver coins.
This is not counting the income from the subsequent battle and the plot.
In addition, Brother Night Commander also opened a separate post, Anyway called the "Steel nail 1.0" of Mosquito, and called it a melee artifact.
"Brother Night Commander, believe me, Brother Mosquito can be reliable once in a while. I swear, I have never seen a better melee weapon than a thing! At that time, I was thrown down by a crawler, and I was about to be bitten on neck, I clenched my fist immediately, and with a bang, a hole was pierced in the crawler's head! Simple and rude, one-shot kill! I would call it the strongest weapon of the version!"
Get Up Ten Times A Night: "Tell me, how much money Mosquito gave you to advertise against your conscience.ಡ ͜ ʖ ಡ"
WC Really Has Mosquitoes: "Hey! What do you mean by being reliable once in a while, aren't my Hellfires and Storms unreliable? How about a strong batch!"
Picking Up Trash Level 99: "I testify! Mosquitoes can be reliable once in a while, but it's a bit troublesome. Last time I carried the boiler on my back and ran into the trenches to have a good time. It took me three days before I went online."
WC Really Has Mosquitoes: "Repay the money!"
Picking Up Trash Level 99: "(っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ"
Lucius, who was peeking at the screen, couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
"These guys are really talented."
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Lucius didn't even raise his head, and responded casually.
"Please come in."
I thought it was Boss Sumeria who came to harass him again, but I didn't expect that it was Tom who came.
As soon as the young man entered the door, he didn't speak. He stood with his head down for a while, and then he opened his mouth with shame on his face.
"I……"
"I have to apologize to you."
