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At the east gate of the Wetland Park, at the junction of 76th Street and the wreckage of the viaduct, the sound of gunfire and explosions were joined together.

First entered the edge of 76th Street and paddled a group of people. Before proceeding further, they were ambushed by the mutant squad.

The two people who walked in the front were shot into hedgehogs on the spot. The other eight people dispersed and retreated, hiding behind the bunker, and took out their weapons to fight back.

Hearing the gunshots coming from the front, they followed the cattle and horse squad who came out of the park and rushed to support them immediately.

However, those mutant ambushers had obviously found them too, and soon a few cold arrows flew towards them.

An arrow was hit in the stomach, and it was dragged by Lao Bai to the back of the bunker.

"Gan! If I take the mechanical compound bow with me, I won't shoot these gangsters to death!"

Fang Chang cursed and stretched out his hand to pull the arrow stuck in his stomach, but before he could touch the shaft of the arrow, he was slapped away by Lao Bai.

"What are you doing?"

Lao Bai said with a serious face.

"I just saw the arrows of those mutants. They all have hooks. You have to pull them out. Take care to bring the intestines out!"

hiss……

Fang Chang took a trembling breath.

Although it doesn't hurt, it sounds scary.

Crouching behind the bunker next to it, the escaped Canyon Mole lit a Molotov cocktail, handed it to the power player next to it, and pointed it in a direction for him to throw it out.

The Molotov cocktail drew a beautiful parabola, crossing the friendly line of defense, on the mutant's position. The burning wood tar splashed around, turning the wreckage of the old car into a fire, forcing the mutants behind to leave the bunker.

The friendly forces in front immediately seized the opportunity and fired at least a dozen rounds of bullets, smashing the mutants who left the bunker.

However, it's useless just to be able to do it.

The injured mutant was quickly dragged into the facade on the side of the street by his teammates. The wounds of these green-skinned muscular guys would solidify and scab at an incredible speed, and would stand in front of them alive after a while.

The only person in the cattle and horse team with a gun is Ye Shi. After a period of training, his shooting experience is much better than when he first shot the gun, but he still wants to hit the target at a distance of two to three hundred meters. Easy thing.

Especially the cold arrow thrown from the opposite side caused him a lot of trouble.

He dodges several arrows by virtue of his high-sensitivity instinct, almost flying past his ears, making him frightened.

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"Damn! I've never beaten such a disgusting opponent!" Looking at the predator who had been shot and was as good as the okay man, Ye Shi had already begun to scold his mother angrily.

The last Molotov cocktail was also used up, and the Mole screamed.

"We didn't bring a gun, let's withdraw!"

These Molotov cocktails were originally reserved for moths, but now they are all used on mutants.

Hearing that the teammates in the back were planning to withdraw, he suddenly panicked when he was dragged on the edge of the water.

"Gan! Don't leave us behind!"

Fang Chang, who was lying beside Lao Bai in the arrow, cursed.

"Then you gave me a gun! We went to download the book, we didn't even have a gun!"

The canyon is at large. Mole: "Where are the mosquitoes?! How long do you have to prepare!"

"Almost soon!"

After finally picking up his box from the corpse of his teammate, the mosquito hurriedly opened the box and took out the "Tempest 0.5 version of the individual soldier special model" inside.

Before he could introduce his equipment, the mosquito ignited the fuze, carried the thick-thigh rocket launcher on his shoulder, aimed at the mutant closest to him, and stubbornly shouted.

"Waste Al!"

The tail flames and white smoke from the rockets filled his own mouth, and a huge fist blasted toward the abandoned bus fifty meters away, and then exploded a group of orange-red fire.

There is one thing to say, this power is still quite amazing!

Especially after learning the lesson of [killing chickens at midnight], this time the mosquitoes replaced the high-explosive warheads with incendiary warheads and increased the charge.

Although he didn't directly hit the target he was aiming at, the flame that was rolled up swallowed a mutant directly, and when he burned, he let out a scream, rolling in the snow, and being hit by the players in the front row. Robbed and killed.

Fang Chang, who was hiding behind the bunker, observed the situation on the opposite side, frowning and said.

"There are at least 10 more on the opposite side!"

Lao Bai: "How do I feel that there are at least 20 of them!"

Fang Chang: "It's impossible for 20 people. There are so many. They didn't shoot at us, they had already charged the group of people in front!"

It is precisely because the number is not dominant, so the style of play is more wretched, Fang Chang judges this way.

However, even so, the situation is not optimistic.

There are 9 people in the cattle and horse squad, all of which are equipped with "moth weapons", which are not useful in the face of mutants.

[Edge paddling] The 10 people over there were all armed with guns, but they were caught off guard at the beginning. Now only 5 people are still standing in their positions.

The players' will is very tenacious, as long as the hands can still move, they will not stop fighting, but the gap caused by real factors cannot be reversed by willpower alone.

They are not facing one or two mutants.

It's a whole mutant ambush team!

It is estimated that this team has been in ambush here for a while, just waiting for them to enter the ambush circle and give them a head-on attack.

The greenhouse team behind was caught in a dilemma.

Both Fang Chang and Mole knew in their hearts that if this stalemate continued, it would be more fortunate.

But let go of the front teammates and retreat, those mutants will definitely launch a charge without hesitation, and eat all the friendly forces in front.

The ammunition was almost gone, and [Edge paddling] felt like he took off his VM, stuffed it into a fur-made bag, and threw it to the square and a group of people behind.

"Take my VM back! You guys quickly withdraw!"

Ye Shi stretched out his hand and picked up the satchel back, looking at the fringe man who installed the bayonet on the rifle in front of him, and said in surprise.

"Fuck, brother, are you crazy?! Bayonet the mutants?!"

With a sorrowful look on the edge, he looked at the love gun in his hand and gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Go! Leave me alone!"

Ye Shi stunned.

"No, I mean you threw the gun over too!"

A gun is worth hundreds of silver coins, which is much more valuable than the VM of 40 silver coins.

Edge stroke: "%￥#@!"

It seemed that the firepower of the prey in front of them was weakened, and the mutants began to move forward eagerly, preparing to hunt these weak humans in the most primitive way.

Just when the fringe man was cursing and preparing to throw the gun over, there was a sudden movement in the direction of the wetland park.

A group of familiar figures were killed out of the jungle.

Fang Chang, who was leaning against the bunker, instantly ignited a light of hope in his eyes, and shouted at the friendly army in front of him.

"Reinforcement!"

"Our reinforcements are here!"

Almost at the same time he shouted, the dense gunfire came out of the jungle, accompanied by the overwhelming sound of killing.

"Kill!"

"For the Alliance!"

"For your majesty the manager!"

The surging and passionate battle roar made people excited. Although almost every player yelled differently, this group of stragglers shouted out a mighty force.

The fearless mutant also seemed to be overwhelmed by this momentum.

However, instead of turning around and fleeing like a predator, they were instead aroused by the barbarity and cruelty in their veins. They roared and threw down bows and javelins, and drew out the pitted battle axe and the sticks entwined with wire, towards The players who rushed towards him rushed over.

This group of lambs to be slaughtered, dare to fight with themselves!

The two men and horses smashed into each other quickly, and they fought hand in hand. The player who rushed in the front was thrown away by a stick, but soon more players pierced up with their spears, poking the mutant who rushed in the front into a hedgehog.

Before the charge, they threw away their VMs and completely removed the restraint and disguise of civilized people.

Everyone is ready to sacrifice, and no one is afraid even when facing monsters that are more than ten levels stronger than themselves.

Just cringe in reality.

It's already in the game, still afraid of being a chicken?

Three days later, he is another hero!

Both sides were blushing, and the scene was **** for a while!

Those mutants are probably the first time they have seen such a brave human being. Instead of turning around and fleeing when they rushed to the face, they fought back and forth with them.

"Roar!!!"

Furiously swinging the stick in his hand, an "elite" who was obviously more burly than the other mutants, blocked the axe that was slashing towards him with his muscular arm, and then swiped the mallet and knocked the man carrying the axe. It flew out.

It's like playing baseball!

"Come on! You ants! Who else dares to stand in front of me!"

Grass, really come!

Throwing off the red and white on the club, the mutant elite looked angrily at the humans who hadn't paid any attention to him, and screamed at the human beings rushing up.

This is the first time!

At this moment, a tall figure suddenly appeared in the crowd on the opposite side.

The man had a shiny breastplate, steel plates all over his body, and a ridiculously large warhammer in his hands, stepping on him with steady and firm steps.

Perceiving a dangerous aura from that person, the mutant elite slightly lowered his figure, and squeezed the mallet in his hand.

"Roar--!"

With a roar again, his feet slammed into force and rushed towards the target armed with iron cans with his clubs.

"I want to smash your brain!!"

Chu Guang didn't panic at all, picked up the hammer in his hand, and smashed towards the mutant.

With 16 points of power, coupled with the driving force of the exoskeleton itself, even an ordinary hammer is enough to break a wall.

Not to mention, it has a layer of high-pressure nitrogen attached to its hammer surface!

"goodbye."

The collision of flesh and blood and technology!

The nitrogen armor that was almost compressed into a solid burst open in an instant. Before the mutant elite had recovered what had happened, he was bombarded out and shattered into dregs along with his clubs and arms!

Falling to the trash can a dozen meters away, the mutant elite who had survived the previous second was dying in an instant.

The hammer not only shattered his arm, but also his internal organs were shattered by the shock wave of the explosion.

"The manager is awesome!"

"Go!"

"The head is mine!"

Seeing that the elite monster was knocked out by the NPC, the players wielding the spear and the axe rushed up to make up the knife with excitement as if they had been hit with blood.

Holding the hammer to stabilize his figure, Chu Guang glanced at his dying opponent blankly, but he was secretly surprised.

At the moment of the handover, the power he felt from his wrist and tiger's mouth was clearly above the "bear"!

Unexpectedly, it was just a slightly larger elite monster, with such strength!

Coupled with that abnormal resilience, it's no wonder his little players are playing so hard!

Having decapitated the mutant elite, Chu Guang did not stop, and continued to search for enemies with the hammer, focusing on those who were alone.

Ordinary bows and stones hit his breastplate as if it were tickling, and even scratches could not be left. The knocking down of a blunt weapon is a problem, but under the cover of the player, almost no mutant can touch him, it is him who hammers with a hammer.

After flying the third mutant, the last mutant was also under the siege of the players. He was stabbed into a hedgehog by a spear and a javelin, and his head was chopped off by an axe.

The encounter that broke out at the entrance of 76th Street ended in the victory of Vault 404. Both sides proved their bravery with blood, and no one surrendered.

After the battle, Chu Guang asked Xiao Qi to use a drone to count the casualties.

The total number of players participating in the battle is 101, with 15 dead and 6 injured.

Eleven mutants participated in the battle, and 11 died.

After picking up the VM that had been thrown on the ground before, the players received the report from the manager, with surprised expressions on their faces.

"I rely on...101 people to besiege 11 people, and they die 4 more than the other person!"

"Satisfied, according to the official website data, the mutant's level is at least level 20, I feel that it is more than that! The last time ten people besieged one, they were beaten 1 dead and 1 injured. I'm content anyway."

"It's too early to charge. You should shoot for a while and then charge again."

"It doesn't make sense. Everyone on the opposite side is tanks, with high blood thickness and high defense, and strong resilience. It's like a tyrant. Even if you shoot out the bullet and charge it again, I feel that the difference is not very big. On the contrary, Maybe the teammates in front were rushed to death, and the battle damage was even higher."

"These greenskins are too fierce, and my axe was directly blown out."

"What the **** are you, the guy we besieged had three javelins stuck in his body, and he was still hitting us with a mallet. Later, he shot this guy at close range and got a headshot!"

"Is it reasonable not to cut?"

"Why don't you say that the Roushan big steamed bun is not served?"

"This newcomer is too embarrassed. I suggest recruiting more CF players in the next session."

With an arrow stuck in his arm, Lao Bai covered in blood, carrying a javelin in one hand and a knife with a blade in the other, limped over.

Although the injury was serious, his face was full of excitement.

Fighting with these mutants is much cooler than chasing after the predators!

Sure enough, this special is called a war.

Chasing a villain who is bullying and fearful of hardship can only be called slaughter.

"Master Manager, are we going to chase after victory?"

Chu Guang glanced at the wound on his body and said lightly.

"Your injury is not light, and continuing to fight can easily cause irreversible damage. I don't want to see anyone dying because of serious injuries."

"Take your teammates and go back to the training cabin to rest."

It is not realistic to chase after victory.

These mutants did not rush into the forest to attack, but chose to lie in ambush at the entrance of 76th Street, which shows that they are not as brainless as they seem on the surface.

They are not only proficient in the art of guerrilla, but also very cautious.

The reason why there was no reinforcements at this time, it must not be that there was no more reinforcements. It is most likely that it was deliberately showing weakness and scattered the staff around to set up ambushes.

If he took someone to rush up, it would definitely be a new round of brutal meat grinders.

Why bother?

One life in three days, even grinding can kill you.

Looking at the end of the street, Chu Guang smiled, turned around and waved his hand, beckoning nearby players to pick up the corpses, equipment and trophies on the ground and return to the outpost.

The corpses were filled with several caravans, and the smell of blood could be smelled far away.

Looking at the corpse on the wagon, the nomads onlookers at the east gate showed expressions of surprise and panic on their faces.

Of course, what surprised them most was the expression on the faces of the blue coats around the caravan.

Many people have minor or severe injuries. Some people are simply covered in blood and can't tell whether it's the enemy or their own.

However, everyone's faces were nonchalant expressions, even talking and laughing while carrying weapons, chatting and laughing with the comrades next to them.

These people seem to have no idea what fear is, and see death as a cloud.

Just like the **** of war under the ancestors!

Many unmarried tribal girls not only blushed, but also wet their eyes.

As the leader of the tribe, Wu Tie-axe greeted the triumphant Chu Guang, looked at the blood on his armor, and asked carefully.

"My lord~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Are you injured?"

"The enemy's blood."

He wiped it with his hand and couldn't erase it. Chu Guang didn't bother to take care of it. He watched Wu Tie-axe and continued.

"There is a tribe of mutants on 76th Street, with at least 30 people. The exact number is unknown. Keep your people away from there."

"In addition, if there is any movement, report to me immediately."

"Remember not to go to war without authorization!"

Hearing that the opposite was actually a mutant, Wu Tiefu was shocked when he looked at the blood on Chu Guang's breastplate.

Holding fists in both hands, he respectfully led his orders.

"Yes!"

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(The work and rest are a bit unstable these days, I try to adjust it, I can send it out at ten o'clock, or try to make it more at ten o'clock!_(:з」∠)_)