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After listening to Lu Yang's explanation, Chu Guang realized that it was a false alarm.

Those two thousand people are all clones, and they are mass-produced.

According to Lu Yang, the black technology mastered by the Legion can produce a clone that is eight times faster than a normal human being. This clone is not only low-maintenance, quick to exit the cabin, and can be formed in only 2 years after exiting the cabin. Combat effectiveness.

Unlike other clones, they either stay in the jar for a year or a half and come out after reaching the desired biological age, or they start to develop from 0 years old just like a normal baby.

Legion clones are almost impeccable when used as cannon fodder, and their morale is much stronger than ordinary predators. With the support of Legion Industry, their equipment is not too hip, at least better than predators.

The only flaw is that two years is not enough for them to build a complete mind. These clones are usually driven by fear and pain, relying on the instinct of beasts to fight.

The vast majority of people can only be used as light infantry, and only a few veterans can operate slightly more complex equipment, and efficiency and hit rate do not need to be expected.

Therefore, the legion usually needs a large number of lower-level officers to command or drive these cannon fodder, and occasionally need to enslave general survivors to serve as coolies and build complex fortifications.

The true backbone of the legion is also the huge lower-level officers. They are ten captains on the battlefield and small slave owners outside the battlefield.

An average of ten to twenty cloned light infantry soldiers requires a ten captain to command. Only a few regiments that believe in the army doctrine of "human sea tactics" can achieve a ratio of ten captain to cloned light infantry at 1:50 or even 1:100, relying on a huge number and sufficient weapons to crush the opponent's defense line.

No doubt.

1,000 clones are definitely cheaper than 1 power armor.

According to Lu Yang, even in the utopian society before the war, there is no technology that allows clones to have a complete and mature mind in a short period of time.

When Chu Guang asked whether there was a clone that "can be cultivated in just a month and has a complete mind", Lu Yang looked at him with a strange expression on his face.

"Impossible! One month to produce a clone with a complete mind? If there is, wouldn't it be more convenient than a machine? I have been all the way from the East Coast to here, and I have heard a lot of strange things, but I have never heard of it. Said that kind of thing."

"Humans are the cells of society. You can't completely break away from society and create a person who can adapt to society. Even we need to allow employees to receive basic education and induction training, and pass exams to select outstanding employees among lower-level employees, refugees, and indigenous people. Talent."

"As for technology, at best, it speeds up this process, shortening it from the original ten or two decades to five or eight years. The mind must be built up bit by bit during the development of the brain. This is not just plugging in the computer's memory. Something as simple as that."

"If someone tells you that there is a technology that allows clones to have a full mind in just one month, it will be either a lunatic or a liar."

After listening to Lu Yang's assured speech, Chu Guang couldn't help falling into silence, and didn't know what to say for a while.

I know the truth.

But what are my players?

...

Before leaving, Lu Yang solemnly promised to Chu Guang that he would compensate the injured workers and the families of the victims, and would attack the predators who claimed to be the legion at eight o'clock tonight!

For those who dare to provoke them and hurt their allies, the First Trailblazer Corps will not tolerate them!

Perhaps it was to appease allies, Lu Yang even told Chu Guang the specific time of the action.

To be honest, this helped Chu Guang a big favor.

Two thousand people.

These people can't fight with fire sticks, right?

No matter how bad the equipment is, active substances are good things...

After Lu Yang left, Chu Guang turned and returned to the center of the camp.

The dead and wounded have been sent away.

The old Luca, who had handled the corpse for himself, knew something about it, so he calmly covered the faces of the dead and the seriously injured with things, and didn’t let the people on the Trailblazer see their faces clearly, and let the guards. People carried them back.

The players are very sensible, knowing that they are on the stretcher, the bug must have been stuck, so they all behaved dying and motionless on the stretcher.

Afterwards, the screen went black altogether.

It was the players who did not die, stomped angrily and yelled.

"Gan! Why is it fatal to have two pieces of shrapnel stuck in the stomach? Can't he still talk! It's not the head that hurt!"

Of the 11 people injured, 3 were seriously injured and died. Including the 2 who died on the spot, this round of shelling caused a total of 5 deaths.

This is not just a number. Behind it are 5 families and everyone who knows them...

The medical staff in the surrounding logistics department were silent.

Only when he was venting his sad emotions, treating the rocks on the ground as the nasty villains ten kilometers away.

It is better to leave him alone for a while at this time.

As for the other 8 wounded, after their treatment, their wounds have basically healed.

Seeing Chu Guang coming from the entrance of the camp, Witt took the initiative to find him, saying that the captain had contacted him just now and would pay them the pension later.

At the same time, he also brought a piece of bad news——

The afternoon collection plan was cancelled.

"The collection plan was canceled? Why?" Looking at Werther with a dumb face, Chu Guang immediately recovered his senses, and explained righteously, "I mean, aren't the predators who claim to be the legion in the northwest? I heard that our construction site is in the north."

The more war is about to be fought, the more production cannot be stopped!

You can shoot half a catty of working fluid with a single shuttle, so don’t you have a bit of an estimate of the rate of consumption of your working fluid?

When fighting mutants earlier, Chu Guang had people recover their warheads and calculated that they fired tungsten steel bullets with a mass of 9g.

If one shuttle is counted as 30 rounds, it must be half a catty!

Witt hesitated: "That's what I said, but the straight-line distance between the Elm District and our resource collection point is only 5 kilometers. It is difficult not to attract their attention... In order to reduce unnecessary casualties, our section chief’s suggestion is, hope. You can withdraw temporarily to avoid accidental injuries in the battle."

When saying this, Werther's mood was also very complicated.

They certainly hope to continue production.

But you can't expect something like this to happen just now, and let their allies risk their lives to help them pick up trash, right?

At any rate, give people some time to grieve for a while and deal with the funeral.

Even the stingy section chief of theirs can't do things that are urging people to work on the front foot and the back foot.

Chu Guang had no objection to the pension matter, but when he heard that the collection plan in the afternoon had been cancelled, and he had to make his people retreat, his mood instantly became less beautiful.

MMP!

Does he want to earn some foreign exchange easily?

Without money, how to improve the game experience for players? They can't let them carry bricks for a lifetime and burn cement for a lifetime.

If this is withdrawn, the light industry woollen plan he has finally laid out will also be affected. This is just a trivial matter. The key is that his players will not be able to appreciate the content of the expansion.

Afraid of wool!

Lord, don't persuade you, you persuade the ball.

Didn't the opposite come out of the forest just right?

Drag into the city to fight street fighting. It's not always certain who beats who.

However, Witt misunderstood the expression on Chu Guang's face, thinking that he was sad for the victims of the shelter, his expression could not help but also brought a trace of self-blame.

"We're sorry that this happened, no one thought... They actually hid two howitzers."

"It's not your fault. You don't have to apologize. Those who should pay the price are the shameless people who suddenly fired at us."

Chu Guang's heart moved slightly, his heavy expression unchanged, he shook his head lightly, and walked away from Witt.

After the latter stared in surprise, he came to the players, raised the volume, and said loudly.

"A group of predators who called themselves legions invaded our homeland from the north. They fought undeclared and tried to use cannonballs to bring us into submission."

"This is a shameful sneak attack!"

The players quieted down one after another and looked in the direction of the manager.

Trigger the plot?

Here comes the task?

Responding to those expectant eyes, Chu Guang continued with a loud and determined voice.

"The residents of Vault 404 will not succumb, and the blood of our compatriots will not flow in vain."

"We will let them know the cost of angering us!"

Almost at the same time, all players holding VMs on the scene received a task pop-up window.

[Task: Pay the blood debt! 】

...

The south gate of the action camp.

Looking at the blue jackets retreating to the south, the two logistics department employees communicated in a low voice.

"Those blue coats are gone?"

"It should be. I heard that in order to avoid casualties, our section chief asked them to avoid them first."

"Sun... Then won't you be unable to eat buns tomorrow?"

"You know how to eat!"

"You didn't eat less! But speaking of it... why do some of them carry VMs, but some of them don't?"

"I don't know, it's not all blue coats that carry that thing."

"Well, I just think it's a bit weird, because those who walked with VMs are all. Those who don't wear VMs are staying in the camp."

"Hi... it's really weird for you to say that."

The two employees in the logistics department were puzzled. They didn't think this was something to report, so they didn't take it seriously.

In fact, those blue coats with VMs did leave.

But this is not a retreat.

Instead, I went back to copy the guy and prepared to **** him!

The twenty-kilometer journey back and forth does not stop the player's determination to complete the task. The heavy snow drifting all over the sky could not extinguish the boiling blood in their hearts.

Is the Legion?

Who cares about you, dare to explode me, you will die!

eye for eye!

A group of people returned menacingly to the refuge.

In addition to picking up the bound rifles, all the young players who took over the task also went to the warehouse to pick up a woven bag in accordance with the requirements of the task.

When searching abandoned construction sites before, a lot of such bags woven from high molecular polymers were stocked in the warehouse.

For a long time, scavenger players usually use it instead of backpacks to store the trash they have picked up, and now they are used to store loot!

if there is not.

Then pretend to be yourself!

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the refuge was unexpectedly tragic for a while. Looking at their inventory, many players are hesitating about what to bring to the battlefield.

Fang Chang also fell into similar troubles.

There is no doubt that breaking dawn is the best choice. Explosive arrows can kill targets behind the bunker, and armor-piercing arrows can even shoot through some light armor.

The problem is...

The difficulty of this battle is probably not small.

Even if you bind your own equipment, there is no guarantee that you will be able to bring the equipment back intact.

Standing by and checking the equipment, Lao Bai saw the hesitation in his partner's eyes, stretched out his right hand on his shoulder, and said with a smile.

"Don't grind, take it if you want."

Fang Chang shook his head and said cautiously.

"Big guy bought it with money. To be honest, this battle will definitely be much harder than the Bloodhand Clan. I'm not sure I can bring it back."

The death penalty in this game is a bit heavy.

In the past, everyone didn’t feel much when their pockets were cleaner than their faces. Now as the game progresses further, Fang Chang feels more and more that the loss of equipment is the biggest loss compared to the deduction of silver coins and the three-day resurrection CD. punish.

Therefore, he must carefully calculate the benefits and risks, and what equipment to bring with him for what tasks.

Expecting Fang Chang to say that, Lao Bai grinned and patted him on the shoulder.

"Equipment is bought for use, and it means a ball. Isn't the point of the game to do things that you want to do in reality but you don't dare to do? Don't carry so much burden. Although it is the big guy who pooled money to buy it for you , But I said that I bought it for you, so don’t take it as ours! If you don’t think it’s useful, so don’t bring it, then I’m fine. But if you’re afraid of dropping it, don’t use it, it’s better to hold a bow and arrow. Spear fights to count the ball."

Ye Shi smiled and leaned over: "Yeah, I'm afraid of a ball! Are you planning to die there? I don't want to die! This bug has not been dealt with. If you die, I don’t know how many days it will be OB. , The heads let those cute newbies go and send them away, and I have to live to the end! I have to get some trophies back anyway!"

The violent wind coughed slightly: "Don't say anything about dying, don't forget, we have to avenge the smoking cessation man."

Old Bai laughed and said: "Yes, revenge for the quitting man! I almost forgot to mention the wind."

Ye Shi: "That's right! Our smoking cessation man finally got the qualifications and went online, and killed the plot if he didn't experience anything. What must be done!"

At the encouraging eyes from his friends, Fang Chang was moved in his heart, a smile appeared on his face, and he finally stopped hesitating.

"Well, what's the matter!"

...

In the refuge.

Fang Chang didn't hesitate, but at this moment [WC really has mosquitoes], he was still hesitating in his heart.

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally sighed and Haw went down to the B2 floor.

Since Winter is approaching the end of the expansion, Jun Jun has never left the refuge. But he still goes online regularly, doing push-ups and squats in the hall.

In his words, this can be upgraded. Anyway, the exercise in the game is not as tired as it is in reality. It is better to find something to do if you are not online and can't sleep.

The big guy didn't believe it at first.

The result really raised him to a level.

After that upgrade, Jun Jun was excited like a two hundred catties child. He also ran to the forum to update a guide, created a fitness gameplay, and became the first person in the "Wasteland OL" to smash the iron stream, and " "The tree-cutting devil is stunned." The midnight killer brother is called a pair of crouching dragon and phoenix chicks.

By the way, because he didn't do the task, he had to spend money to eat, so mosquitoes were feeding him during this period.

Of course, just like when buying land, the money is borrowed.

Looking at the lizard squatting in the corner, the mosquito coughed and said.

"Are you planning to practice squats to level 99?"

Jun Jun looked up with a look of surprise.

"Huh? Why are you back?"

Mosquito: "Mission, come back to get equipment."

"Oh, I received it too," Jun Jun nodded, with an expression of envy, "I really envy you, you can roll in the snow, the last time I went out to fight—"

"Is it the last time, right?" Brother Mosquito comforted, "Don't worry, we are all normal people. , Listen to the proprietress’s trash talk, watch the cute and serious little fish count the money——"

"Gan! Are you here to show off?!" Jun Jun looked sad and angry, but because his face was too ugly, the sadness was not obvious.

The mosquito chuckled and said with a smile.

"It's not... In fact, I'm here to tell you good news."

"...No bad news?"

"Yes, but it's not important."

"???"

Not paying attention to the alert expression on Jun Jun's face, the mosquito coughed slightly and continued with a serious expression.

"Some time ago, didn't I help Fujito design the steam engine?"

Jun Jun nodded vigorously.

"I know, I watched Teng Teng complain about you on the forum, saying that you just played with yourself, and the things she made were not what she imagined—"

"That's not the point!" Mosquito interrupted him without hesitation. "The point is that after I exchanged experience with Brother Yu Suo, I improved the steelmaking process and we can now cast a lighter and more durable boiler! Speaking of which, How much is your strength?"

"I'm level 4 now... I have 14 points of power," Jun Jun looked hesitantly, and suddenly understood something, his eyes widened, "Wait, do you want to—"

Seeing a good brother knowing himself so well, a smile appeared on Mosquito's face.

"I need you to carry 40 kilograms of heavy armor, 10 kilograms of boiler and 60 liters of boiling water, rush into the forest in the most ferocious position you think, jump into the trenches, and tear the enemies in front of you! Or just put The boiling water smashed into their faces! Anyway, kill them by any means you can think of!"

The mosquito stared at him with bright eyes.

"Art is an explosion!"

"I often think that the power of the explosion is not strong enough, and it is always unable to produce effective damage... and now I have a new idea!"

"Are you willing to be my spark!"

...

7 o'clock in the evening.

Next to the Blazer’s steel platform, 10 power armors were assembled.

In addition, there are 15 light infantry wearing exoskeleton, and 5 mechanical dogs carrying dual-carried drone hive.

All people are high-spirited.

Even a four-legged mechanical dog is rubbing metal soles.

Standing in front of the formation, Lu Yang, holding a Gauss rifle and wearing heavy alloy armor, is making the final pre-war mobilization of his men.

This is almost all the ground weapons that can be deployed on the Trailblazer.

As for the four-wheeled off-road vehicle, because it can't play a big role in the complex jungle and ruin mixed terrain, it is easy to be caught by the opponent when it is anchored in the snow pit, so it is better not to bring it.

Anyway, there is an exoskeleton, and the ammunition that the light infantry can carry is enough for them to fight the battle, and the mobility is not too bad.

Although compared to the legion, they are indeed at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.

But the problem is not big.

In addition to running on the ground, there is also a light fixed-wing drone in the sky, carrying 600 rounds of electromagnetically accelerated mass bombs, two metal hydrogen high-explosive bombs of 50 kg equivalent, and an adjustable equivalent with a maximum of 10 tons. The tactical nuclear bomb is on standby at any time.

The air supremacy is entirely on their side!

At the same time, in the forest more than ten kilometers away.

Sitting in a dark temporary command post, Vanus was quietly facing an old paper map.

There are densely packed dots on the map, like chess pieces on a sandboard.

Since the light source cannot be used, nothing can be seen here.

However, it doesn't matter.

Although the communication channel was silent and the intelligence about the enemy was dark, Vanus didn't feel the slightest panic in his heart.

This is not the first time he has waged an asymmetrical war. During the year he fought the Great Rift Valley, he and his men had already learned about the power of technology.

But so what?

They themselves are the crystallization of technology.

The ultimate quantity is also a quality.

All deployments have been completed.

He believed that his subordinates would bring him the glory of victory.

At this time, there was a light in the distance, and the mushroom cloud rose from the flat ground, and the shock wave of the explosion even faintly rushed to the door of the camp.

The communication signal in the radio is like a candle in the wind, intermittently, and under the influence of electromagnetic pulse, it emits noisy electric current.

As the calm pupils of the lake finally got a hint of enthusiasm, Vanus got up from the chair, his fists propped on the map~www.wuxiamtl.com~ It's finally here! "

The sound of explosions came one after another, and the flames of the muzzle and the flames of the explosion ignited the edges of the forest and ruins.

Under the command of the ten captain, the cloned light infantry who was crawling in the trenches pressed down the needle with their thumb and injected the anti-radiation agent into the blood vessel.

The scorching light scorched their backs and burned their side faces. The skin began to rot, the bone marrow was dying, the organs were gradually failing, and the mouth seemed to contain a lump of rusty iron——

But even so, it is still not enough to make them die immediately.

Even if they had killed hundreds of people just now, it was still not enough to shake them. The sting of the ant's bite on the back of the neck constantly awakens the memory of fear in their brains.

Don't look back!

No retreat!

"Fire!!"

The orange-yellow trajectory woven a net on the forest and ruins, and the collision of steel and flesh played the overture under the snowy night.

Under the cover of drones, powered armor and exoskeleton infantry and quadrotor drones, like a sharp armored spear head pierced into the side ribs of the legion.

The line of defense was torn in an instant, like a snowman toppled down.

However, the Legion is obviously not eating dry food.

The clone light infantry rushed forward one after another, the rocket launcher shuttled between the silent forest and the ruins, accompanied by the fragmentation grenades thrown by the grenadier, the rubble was blown up everywhere.

The snow was stained red by fire.

Burning in the north wind at night.

Lu Yang looked solemn and turned off the night vision function of the helmet while changing the barrel, because it was no longer needed.

What no one knows is.

At this moment, a group of blue coats carrying long guns and short cannons are quietly approaching from the east of the battlefield under the cover of night...

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