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Chapter 91 - Chapter 91 If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for having too long a skill swing

The limelight on the battlefield had been completely taken away by Mosquito.

If nothing unexpected happened, he would be the MVP this time.

As the fuses behind the wooden honeycomb were all ignited, fifty wooden rockets pushed the heat waves through the night sky, like meteors falling from the sky, bombarding the plunderer's position.

One kilogram of black gunpowder is not terrible. If it hadn't fallen right on the side, it would probably have been a shock.

However, fifty rockets carrying one kilogram of combat parts were launched at the same time, which was a completely different matter.

These rockets that were running around without any accuracy were even more than the people lying here!

A total of fifty kilograms of gunpowder were all tilted at the enemy's position within three seconds, and the sound of the explosion almost shattered the eardrums of the plunderers.

Perfect interpretation of the saying

As long as the quantity is sufficient, the quantity itself is also a kind of quality!

The billowing smoke exploded instantly, and the pine tree as thick as a thigh was blown to pieces.

Falling bark, wood chips and ignited sparks flew all over the battlefield, and the scalded villains rolled on the ground and ran away.

Even if only a few were killed on the spot, the chaotic scene was enough to make people despair.

The players in the trenches were just the opposite, with excitement written all over their faces reflecting the firelight.

"Mosquito is awesome!"

"Fuck! Katyusha!"

"Bullshit, this is called Katyusha, at most it's a swarm of bees."

"Hahaha, cool!"

The rockets that hit the position became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The morale of the looters collapsed instantly.

Unable to maintain the collapsed position any longer, they fled from the burning bunkers one after another, ignoring the rebukes and shouts of the squad leader, and could not hear them at all.

No one knew when the next wave of bombing would come, and no one knew what was waiting for them behind.

Like a group of frightened mice, the predators threw their projectiles desperately, regardless of whether they hit the enemy or teammates, and fled like crazy.

Just as they abandoned their positions and fled in a mess, a sharp whistle suddenly resounded through the woods.

Figures jumped out of trenches and foxholes impatiently, waving long and short weapons in their hands, and pounced on the fleeing predators like hungry wolves.

"Ura!!"

"Kill!"

"Long live the Alliance!"

"Ola Ola Ola!"

"Ahhh!"

The shouts of killing were like a tsunami, and even the order of "fighting to the death" seemed pale and redundant.

The players who heard the whistle were like wild horses that broke free from the reins, and looking at the fleeing predators seemed to see walking trophies.

Completely frightened by the barbarity of these blue coats, these predators saw barbarians more barbaric than themselves for the first time.

No.

They are not human beings.

They are just a group of gnawers who can use guns!

"Oh my god."

"Get out of the way, don't block my way!"

"I surrender! I surrender, don't kill me!"

"Boss... we can't hold on here, we have to retreat."

"Fuck!"

The brothers beside him fell one after another, and those who didn't fall also lay on the ground pretending to be dead. Xiong, who broke through to the northeast, soon found that he was the only one left.

Carrying a hundred kilograms of heavy armor, he couldn't run fast at all, but here the stray bullets were flying around, and he didn't dare to throw away the armor and run away, so he had to grit his teeth and fight while retreating.

Such a big target is too conspicuous on the battlefield.

He got up, but before he could escape a hundred meters, the blue jackets who were chasing him locked him as an "important target" and surrounded him excitedly.

Xiong was shocked and angry. These blue jackets seemed to be not afraid of death at all. There was no fear in their eyes, and they didn't care about the casualties of their companions.

He saw that he raised his hand and fired two shots, smashing a head that approached him. Soon, two more people came up with two spears.

The double-barreled shotgun was powerful enough, but there were only two bullets in the chamber. There was no time to change the bullets at such a close distance.

In desperation, Xiong had to give up the shotgun in his hand and use his breastplate to hold the two spears. Then he waved his hand, grabbed them, and easily broke the two spears like pulling cotton.

"Roar!"

He roared with a ferocious face, trying to intimidate the people surrounding him with his power.

If it were an ordinary survivor, he would definitely be scared silly by him.

But the people standing in front of him were not ordinary people, but a group of players who did not follow the moral code of martial arts. Although he was startled by the sound, he was far more than being frightened to the point of being unable to move his legs.

Instead,

he was more excited?

"What the hell?!"

"This wave of SS is quite powerful! At least it's a centurion!"

"Come and help!"

"Okay! I'll go around and you guys hold him back!"

Xiong was furious, and he felt humiliated by the attitude and reaction of these people.

He pulled out the long-handled battle axe stuck behind his back and chopped continuously, forcing the people who approached him to retreat, but these ignorant blue coats still approached him relentlessly.

At this time, Xiong suddenly sensed a dangerous breath, so he turned his head to the side, only to see a man with a stern look standing there.

The deerskin coat was hung on a branch nearby, fluttering in the north wind.

The man was wearing an exoskeleton, and a huge long-handled war hammer stood in front of him, with his hands casually folded on the hammer handle.

The man's eyes were full of provocation.

As if he was saying to him

"Want to try?"

The corners of his mouth were pulled up coldly, and the bear's angry face was ferocious.

"Haha, let's try it!"

In the duel of strength, he has never been afraid of anyone.

Even an exoskeleton would have to fall down in front of his strange power!

Seeing that their NPC and the predator wave SS met eyes, it seemed that a key plot was triggered, and the players stopped approaching.

Since the manager did not intend to let these players get involved, it would be better to stay by the side and watch the plot.

If you get involved blindly and get injured by mistake or killed by the plot, it would be a big loss. Many of them have seen the cannon-like hammer of the manager.

"Fuck, Jayce vs. Noxus?"

"What Jayce vs. Noxus? Can that hammer fire? It's obviously Poppy's!"

"What are you talking about? Isn't it the Fatui's Hammer?"

"...Get lost!"

"..."

Tsk, you idiots.

The atmosphere I spent half a day preparing for you is just wasted.

Forget it.

It's irrelevant anyway.

Chu Guang, who was planning to fight quickly, didn't waste any words. He directly adjusted the output power of the exoskeleton to the maximum, then adjusted the hammer grip and put his thumb on the B mode button.

After making all preparations, Chu Guang walked towards the bear with steady steps.

Looking at the man walking towards him with flaws all over his body, the corner of the bear's mouth cracked into a cruel arc.

Although he didn't know where the man in front of him got the confidence to dare to fight him alone, he would not let go of this wonderful opportunity.

His intuition told him that as long as he could control this guy, he would still have a chance of survival!

His right foot rubbed against the ground, and the bear's legs suddenly exerted force, just like a real brown bear, roaring and rushing towards Chu Guang.

I have to admit that the full protective armor looked quite oppressive. Especially when charging, it was like a tank running at full power, and even the ground was trembling faintly.

"What a coincidence."

"My hammer hits the tank!"

Mode B

Start!

The high-pressure nitrogen was compressed into a thin layer, attached to the curved armor surface.

Chu Guang took a step forward, swung the warhammer and swung it hard.

Looking at the hammer that was slowly hitting him, Xiong had a sneer on his face, raised the battle axe in his hand and swung it.

He seemed to have seen that the heavy and funny hammer was hit by the battle axe in his hand like hitting a baseball.

However, something that Xiong never expected happened.

At the moment when his battle axe and hammer collided, it was as if something exploded, and the axe blade in his hand was directly blasted and spun backwards.

The tiger's mouth was shaken and the finger bones were hurt as if they were about to crack.

Holding the empty axe handle, Xiong was completely confused and had no idea what was going on.

"Goodbye."

Steadying the hammer that was swung away by the recoil, Chu Guang grinned and didn't give him a chance to breathe. He put all his strength into it like a blacksmith and swung the hammer horizontally again.

Dragging the reassembled nitrogen armor, he hit the bear's chest hard!

Boom!

In a flash, the bear had no time to react and was blown away by the hammer.

The two-meter-tall body was like a cannonball, smashing the thigh-thick pine tree behind him.

"Um... cough."

A large mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and I don't know how many bones were broken in his body.

The bear stared at his chest with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

I saw that the thumb-thick steel plate, the curved surface that originally protruded outward, was cracked and sunken inward by the hammer! Even the keel that fixed the armor lining was broken!

What on earth is it?

That power is definitely not for humans!

No, this is definitely not caused by pure force!

Looking at the man walking towards him with a hammer, Xiong's eyes rarely showed a trace of fear.

Stretching out his almost broken hand, Xiong gritted his teeth, broke off the steel plate that almost broke his ribs, and struggled to stand up from the ground.

Like a beast forced into a desperate situation, his eyes were red, his heavy breath was spraying white mist, and every cell in his body seemed to be trembling.

Suddenly

When the emotions were condensed to the extreme, Xiong felt an unprecedented feeling surging from his chest to his whole body, penetrating every blood vessel, every inch of bone, every inch of muscle and skin.

The broken ribs seemed to be connected in an instant, and the blood in his body was flowing rapidly. He felt unprecedented clarity and comfort.

At the same time, thick hair began to grow wildly from his body, gradually crawling all over his body.

The surrounding players exclaimed.

"Fuck, this wave of SS is going to evolve?!"

"What the hell is this?!"

"Is it moldy?!"

Awakening!

Recalling those rumors he had heard from others, Xiong understood what had happened to him in an instant, and then he was ecstatic, with an ugly and twisted laugh on his face.

"Hahahaha, you all have to..."

Before he could even say the word "die", the whistling hammer hit his head.

The exploding nitrogen smashed his brain to pieces, and pressed the broken skull into his chest, leaving a blurry white behind him, with blood dripping.

Xiong's body swayed and softened, and his huge body knelt directly on the ground, slowly leaning to the side.

The players watching the plot nearby were dumbfounded.

"Damn!"

"Our manager has no moral principles!"

"He didn't even wait for the person to transform before he started!"

"Hahaha, love it."

"By the way, is this plot over?"

"There must be something strange about this native. It might be related to the next expansion pack. Wait, there will definitely be a sequel, but it's definitely gone today. Everyone is dead."

Hanging the hammer behind him, Chu Guang took out a piece of paper from his pocket and wiped off the "debris" hanging on the exoskeleton and collar. Looking at the body on the ground, there was no mercy in his eyes.

"Go to hell and repent."

Blame it on the fact that his skills are too long before they start.

But the dead can't talk, so naturally they won't pay attention to him.

The surrounding predators were defeated.

Especially with the death of the leader, the remaining predators who were still resisting also dropped their weapons and completely gave up resistance.

A total of 82 players participated in the battle, 7 died, 3 were seriously injured, and 11 were slightly injured.

There were 56 looters in total, 27 of whom died, 10 were seriously injured, and the rest were slightly injured.

All the seriously injured and slightly injured were captured, and none of these minions escaped under the joint tracking of the perception and agility players.

This battle was a great victory!

However, this battle was the most tragic one since the closed beta test, and it was also the only one with casualties so far.

Although the players were extremely brave and fearless when charging, the stubborn resistance of some looters and the stray bullets flying on the battlefield still caused certain casualties to the players.

Especially the "bear".

He killed 2 of the 7 dead players.

In addition, he also caused two serious injuries, one of whom had his arm chopped off, directly causing limb disability.

In the absence of a limb reattachment surgery, the only thing they could do was to persuade the little player to log off, save his gene sequence, and then throw his remains into the active substance extractor to synthesize a new body...

"I don't want it! I don't want to die! I feel like I can still be saved!" Makabazi yelled.

"Okay, okay, the manager said that he will give you a pension. Your equipment will also be stored for free these days, and I will help you take it back."

"Fuck! Don't steal my things."

"Am I that kind of person?!"

Seeing these blue-coated people knocking out their seriously injured compatriots with bricks and stripping off their clothes, the captives who were brought to the brick kiln showed expressions of fear on their faces.

These guys...

They are simply devils!

All the bodies, whether enemy or friendly, were lifted onto carts and transported one by one to the morgue of the outpost base, waiting for the next step of processing. As for the captives, Chu Guang temporarily detained them in a brick kiln by the river, put torches around them, and arranged several players to watch over them.

Perhaps it was the experience accumulated from the previous group battles, so the work of cleaning the battlefield this time went very quickly and smoothly.

Looking at the big guy being carried on the stretcher, Chu Guang thought to himself that maybe just this guy's corpse alone could produce a whole unit of active substances.

However, compared with the active substances on his body, what Chu Guang was more concerned about was the hair that suddenly grew on his body.

Could it be some kind of special ability?

For example, when it is on the verge of the limit, the phenomenon of atavism occurs, resulting in an increase in all attributes.

Thinking of this, Chu Guang suddenly felt a chill on his back.

Fortunately, the talent he unlocked was still normal. If he used a skill, he would have to grow hair all over his body. Chu Guang would rather not have this skill.

In addition to leaving some players to clean the battlefield, rescue the wounded, and guard the prisoners, Chu Guang summoned 20 elites who were still capable of fighting, and they gave them a lecture.

"We have wiped out the enemy's main force! Only the old, weak, sick and disabled are left at home, as well as those poor people they captured."

"Forward!"

"It's time to end this war!"

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