12 deerskins were all the inventory of the shelter, 3 of which Chu Guang had obtained from the Yu family by exchanging with the old leech.
The quality of the deerskins was impeccable, both in terms of color and integrity. After thinking for a while, Liszt finally nodded reluctantly.
"Deal."
The two sides exchanged supplies.
Before leaving, Liszt shook hands with Chu Guang and squeezed out a pleasant smile from his face.
"Goodbye, friend. If we can meet again, the next time should be in spring."
Chu Guang also smiled faintly.
"We are always here, take care."
"You too."
Suddenly remembering something, Liszt continued.
"By the way, I heard that there is a predator tribe to the north of the elevated road out of the city. It seems to be called the Blood Hand Clan, with about 60 or 70 people. It is not a good idea to settle down here. Even if they are more likely to plunder to the north, it is only a matter of time before you are discovered by them... In short, it is better to be careful. See you later!"
Lester left with his caravan after leaving this sentence.
Chu Guang watched the caravan disappear into the woods, and turned back to the wall of the outpost.
Of course he knew that this place was not a good place to stay.
If there was a choice, Chu Guang would definitely find a place to settle down, preferably a place suitable for farming and mining, and a Feng Shui treasure land with no dangers around.
Unfortunately, this is not playing "Civilization". If you can't see 3 luxury and 2 mines within three grids, you can directly reopen in the upper right corner. The shelter was built two centuries ago, and it is too late even if you want to regret it.
Go back to the wall.
Chu Guang looked at Yu Hu, took out a white chip from his pocket and handed it to him.
"Thank you, you helped me a lot."
Seeing Chu Guang take out the chips, Yu Hu's face changed and he waved his hands quickly.
"No, no, what are you doing? I can't take it."
As he said that, he suddenly remembered something, rummaged in his pocket for a while, and found a piece of aluminum foil the size of a thumbnail.
"By the way, my eldest brother's illness has been cured, and my father asked me to exchange the remaining medicine for you."
Seeing that this guy was unwilling to accept it, Chu Guang sighed and took the chips back.
"Okay, since you insist, I won't be humble with you. But you keep this medicine, I don't need it."
It took some time to finally convince this honest young man. Watching him disappear in the forest, Chu Guang thought that he might want to take out more medicine to sell.
According to rumors, other large and medium-sized shelters seem to do more medicine business?
After all, slightly larger shelters will have a pharmacy, and I heard that some even have a huge medicine warehouse.
Of course, the rumors in the wasteland are just for fun.
Even in the era of information explosion, the authenticity of every piece of news cannot be guaranteed, let alone here?
The players have been quite diligent these days, accumulating 5 to 7 reward points on average every day, which is 22 points in total.
After handing over the task of assembling the generator to the players, Chu Guang turned around and returned to the shelter.
When he opened the system and entered the [Administrator Log] page, a light blue pop-up window appeared in front of him.
[Side quest completed. ]
[Reward: Reward points +100. ]
Faced with this sudden reward, Chu Guang was stunned.
Good guy.
This side quest has been delayed for so long, he only remembered that the outpost was still short of a generator, but forgot about the task reward.
"I've made a fortune!"
Chu Guang was so excited that he turned around and walked out before he could even stand firmly in the shelter.
"I have to go outside and wash my face first!"
High-end blind box!
This thing can't be taken lightly!
...
About 1.7 kilometers north of Linghu Wetland Park.
A group of wild-looking men dressed in animal skins, with red and black paint on their faces, were heading south along the ruins of the elevated road out of the city.
They held strange-shaped iron pipe rifles in their hands instead of carrying them on their backs. They looked like they were ready for battle and were coming in full force.
The mutant rats on the road fled one after another, and occasionally a few mutant cockroaches as big as puppies rushed over, but they were also stepped on to death or had their skulls smashed with the butt of a gun.
However, this also made a lot of noise.
In addition, because the discipline of this group of people was really not good, the gibberish they made along the way could be heard from a long distance.
Several players who were transporting stones from the construction site soon discovered them, and immediately abandoned the mine cart on the side of the road and hid themselves, and the people followed suit.
"Who are these guys?" Looking nervously at the group of people in the distance, [Construction Site Boy and Brick] whispered, "Ten people, and three dogs... I always feel that they are not good people."
"I feel the same way... They are a bit like predators." [Edge Paddling] also looked nervously and held the knife in his pocket tightly.
Although this did not bring him much sense of security.
"Fuck, is there really a siege event?! Did the bad planner buy a house on the forum?"
"Analyze rationally... He has heard what you said."
"Planner Dad!"
"Shh, stop talking," [Big Eyes in Debt] glanced at the two teammates beside him and said in a low voice, "Old Brick, go report the news."
"Fuck, why not you?"
"I'm an intelligence department! Who the hell can I outrun? You better be careful, the strength department is still good for long-distance running."
"Then why not just slack off?"
"He's a perception department! Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, there is a reward for reporting valuable intelligence, have you forgotten?"
Hearing that there is a reward, the young construction site and bricks finally moved.
With his heart beating hard, he hid behind the advertising stand and walked a full two hundred meters until the group disappeared from his sight, then he ran wildly into the forest.
When he arrived at the outpost, the new players were chopping trees, the old players were carrying their prey back, and some were setting up stalls at the entrance of the market, thinking about making lunch.
A leisurely scene.
Ignoring his pounding heart, the young construction site and bricks rushed to the door and shouted at the top of their lungs.
"Predators! Predators are coming!"
Hearing his shout, the people near the wall were all confused, not understanding what was going on.
"What? Predators?"
"Where's the manager! Hurry, go and tell him!" The young man supported his knees with both hands, panting and speaking intermittently.
"I'm right here," Chu Guang, who came out of the door with tears on his eyebrows, looked at the player in front of him with a serious face, "You mean the looters?"
"Yes! They have a team of people, ten to be exact! They are coming to us along the north elevated road, each with a gun and three dogs!"
Chu Guang's face changed slightly, and he didn't care about the lottery, and immediately ordered the players beside him.
"Let all the players near the outpost come back! Go!"
"Yes!"
Several players ran away excitedly, without any worried expression on their faces, but a little excited.
Siege war!
Unexpectedly, the planner gave them a big job!
However, they didn't know that at this moment, a certain planner had a bigger headache than them.
Walking to the weapon shop with big strides, Chu Guang picked up the dozing weapon shop owner and carried her on his shoulders, and picked up her two crutches with his left hand.
"Ah! What are you doing in broad daylight?" Xia Yan, who had just woken up from her nap, was frightened by the sudden action and struggled a few times with a red face, but Chu Guang ignored her.
"Shut up."
After carrying the guy to the elevator on the first floor of the sanatorium and putting him down, Chu Guang returned the crutches to Xia Yan, who was standing against the wall, and stared at her with a confused face and said seriously.
"If you hit the door later, you will go into the elevator and wait. I will come to take you down. If I don't come, don't make a sound and hide quietly."
The elevator to the underground requires the authorization of the manager to start. Chu Guang temporarily locked the elevator. After all, this is the way back for himself.
Xia Yan nodded fiercely, but she was not too panicked, at least not as panicked as when facing him.
"I know... Wait, hit here? Who hit here?"
"Predator"
Before he finished speaking, a gunshot was heard from afar, followed by two more gunshots. It sounded about two or three hundred meters away.
Chu Guang's face was stern, and the blood flow began to accelerate.
Predator!
Here they come!
...
Outside the north gate.
The looters, scattered in a line, held guns in their hands, chattering loudly while advancing towards the north gate, shooting at the fleeing survivors.
The weapons in their hands were varied, including revolvers picked up from merchants, semi-automatic rifles snatched from mercenaries, or iron tube rifles DIY by themselves.
No matter what kind of weapon it was, it was not so easy to hit the target in this jungle terrain, firing from a distance of 200 meters.
And the fact was indeed so. After a few gunshots, no one fell to the ground. The few survivors by the wall hid back into the door in a flash, and only a few wooden stalls at the door were damaged.
However, the victory or defeat of the battle did not lie in how many people were killed in the battle, but in making the opponent give up resistance completely.
These looters knew this well.
The art of fear had been played to the extreme by them.
The dense gunshots and the resulting fire suppression had an almost devastating effect on the morale of non-professional soldiers.
A survivor base of 30 people can only be used as a combat force for one-third, or at most one-half.
There is no need to kill the fleeing survivors on the spot. These rats will flee everywhere, bring the plague called fear back to their nests, and completely destroy their will to resist.
Generally, in the small survivor communities plundered by them, less than one-tenth of the survivors actually died in the gunfight.
Perhaps these people will muster up the courage to hide behind the bunkers and symbolically fire a few shots in return, but it won't take long for their morale to collapse and escape from other doors.
At that time, the elderly, children, and women will be left behind, and the fleeing young and middle-aged people will not be able to outrun the hounds they brought.
The final outcome of such survivor bases is often only one.
Either they are slaughtered.
Or they are enslaved!
"Hahaha! Look at those cowards, they run away like rats when the gunfire sounds!"
The strong man with bare arms held a 9-caliber iron rifle in his hand, laughing loudly while firing, his ferocious face was imprinted with red light.
As the deuce chief of the Blood Hand Clan, his name is Badger, which is a name given by the leader himself. Most of the nine people under his command are his relatives or confidants.
The bloodline of the plunderer tribe is usually very chaotic. They do not produce, advocate violence, and make a living by looting and extortion. Therefore, there is no traditional concept of family, let alone the concept of husband and wife or spouse.
Take the Blood Hand Clan as an example. If a newborn is born, the strong male baby will be accepted as a member of the tribe, and the rest will be slaves, either engaged in labor or used as a reproductive tool, so there are often half-siblings or half-fathers.
These relatives often act together like jackals, and the bravest among them will be appointed as deuce chiefs by the leader. And their relatives will also get some benefits, becoming veterans or elites of the plunderers, and gain more rights to control their own spoils.
"Hey, blue jackets again? Looks like there's going to be fun inside!"
A tall and thin man responded with a strange smile, and at the same time loaded his shotgun and continued to fire at the bunker on the wall.
"Old rules, kill all the old and young, cut off the index finger of the men and tie them up."
"Boss, where are the women?"
"The first one to enter the door will be picked first. We will only stay for two hours, and those who are still alive after two hours will be taken away."
"Ahhhh!"
Fifty meters away!
The other party still hasn't fought back!
Badger's mouth curled up a cruel smile.
He knew what these survivors were thinking, nothing more than waiting for them to come out of the forest, and then using the bunker to fire back.
As expected, those people were already holding guns and lying behind the bunker on the wall waiting.
However...
Would he be so stupid as to let his men charge forward?
"Let's light a fire to cheer them up!"
"Okay!"
The predator who rushed to the front crouched down and lit the Molotov cocktail in his hand. Under the fire cover of his teammates, he took a run and threw the Molotov cocktail out.
The flame drew an arc in the air and fell squarely on the bunker behind the three-meter-high wall.
The sparks shattered, and the rusty bunker quickly caught fire and was scorched by the flames.
Then there was the second and third fire. The fire on the wall quickly connected into one piece, and there was no place to step.
However, to the surprise of these predators, the expected screams did not sound, and no one fell from behind the bunker.
It was as if...
There had been no one in these bunkers from the beginning?
Badger frowned, feeling something was wrong.
Did these people give up even the resistance?
Not really, right?
At least a symbolic fight back...
That trace of confusion quickly turned into contempt.
However, just as he was about to command the men to move forward and use explosives to break open the wooden door, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded in the forest. w
Like some kind of attack signal!
Almost at the same time, dense gunfire sounded like raindrops from both sides.
"Swoosh", "Swoosh" the flying bullets almost touched the scalp, frightening the badger to lie down behind a relatively thick tree stump.
Accuracy?
It doesn't exist.
But people are made of flesh, and no matter how powerful they are, they are afraid of being shot to death.
He shouted almost hoarsely.
"Everyone hide!"
"Disperse and retreat 100 meters to assemble!!"
"Quick!!!"-