"It's too peaceful here."
North of Changjiu Farm.
In a dark and silent abandoned town.
With white mist blowing out of his mouth, the man carrying a rifle glanced out the window, his narrowed eyes flashing with dangerous light.
There was a lantern next to his boots, and a black hyena was crawling at his feet, making a purring sound in his throat.
The man's name was Gray Wolf.
Although his name contained the word "wolf", he had nothing to do with the "Wolf" clan, one of the three major clans of the Bone Chewing Tribe. He was just a centurion under the command of Lion Fang.
Unlike other centurions of his own tribe, before joining the Bone Chewing Tribe, he was just a wandering mercenary. He had sold his life for the people of the Legion and beat up his old boss for the people of the Great Rift Valley. Anyway, he would follow whoever gave him money.
Later, the Bone Chewing Tribe recruited soldiers everywhere, and various plundering forces came to join them. He also took his brothers and took the opportunity to join them.
Facts have proved that this was an extremely correct decision.
The life of a plunderer is much more enjoyable than being a mercenary.
Here, the law of the jungle is followed, the strong are respected, and fists and bullets are the law. As long as you are strong enough, you can get respect, and as long as you are ruthless enough, you can become the leader of a group of people.
Following the banner of Lion Fang, he fought all the way from the central part of the Valley Province to the southernmost part. There were more than a hundred heads of all sizes in the account, and his title was promoted from the initial decapitation to the centurion.
However, he was a foreigner after all, and the centurion was basically the limit of his personal ability.
Even if the plunderers had a weak sense of blood, and their organization and discipline were maintained by violence and plunder, not just anyone could completely enter the core of their power.
He had to prove his bravery.
Prove his value with a hearty victory.
And now, this opportunity finally came for him.
About a month ago, the Black Snake Tribe stationed in the east refused to join them, apparently intending to enjoy the prey in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City alone.
Lord Lion Fang was very angry, but the heavy snow blocked the road and the blizzard was blowing. Even if he was unwilling, he could not drive the troops into the snow.
However, there has been a turnaround recently.
The blizzard that lasted for a month finally eased.
Gray Wolf seized the opportunity and immediately volunteered to serve as a pioneer and lead his people to attack Changjiu Farm in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City to clear the obstacles for the large army to move forward.
After consulting the staff, Lion Fang immediately agreed to his request.
Yuanxi Town is too far from the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.
If they can capture Changjiu Farm, their large army will be able to catch the tail of winter and advance at least 20 kilometers to the south, completely leaving the Black Snake Tribe far away in the southern suburbs of Tianshui City behind.
He highly praised his bravery, and in order to make the battle more powerful, Lion Fang gave him more than 50 foreign plunderers and weapons and equipment, asking him to pull out the nail that was nailed in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.
After incorporating the more than 50 foreign plunderers into his own army, Gray Wolf immediately gathered more than 150 people, took ten days of supplies and weapons and ammunition, and set off towards the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.
Marching in the blizzard was a very risky decision, but at the same time, the extremely low visibility was also a cover.
Gray Wolf was not a man of courage without strategy.
Although he was not sure about the strength of the opponent, he was able to block the offensive of their friendly forces and forced the Black Snake's troops to stop in the southern suburbs of Tianshui City. These people were obviously not as easy to deal with as imagined.
Taking advantage of the last blizzard in December, he and his people arrived at the abandoned town ten kilometers north of Changjiu Farm and lurked there.
He did not launch an attack immediately, but sent out scouts to observe first, and let others rest in the house and conserve their energy until the evening.
The snow outside the window stopped for a while.
Looking at the figure approaching not far away, the gray wolf gently kicked the sleeping hyena next to him.
"Get up."
"It's time to work."
The hyena raised its head with a humming sound, and saw his master holding a lantern, getting up from the chair and walking to the door, so he followed on tiptoe.
In the living room on the first floor where half of the wall had collapsed, a man wrapped in white cloth shook off the snow on his body at the door, walked in front of the gray wolf, and bowed his head respectfully.
"Boss."
The gray wolf sat down on the sofa and looked at him.
"Tell me what you saw."
The scout said respectfully.
"The east gate is a ruin. The refugee camp that was supposed to be there was completely destroyed by the blizzard. There is garbage everywhere. It seems that the survivors are not having a good time. The blizzard has hit them hard."
Gray Wolf continued to ask.
"Where did the people go?"
The scout shook his head.
"I don't know, but they are definitely not inside the wall. I observed for a whole day. They cooked twice in total. The smoke was at most enough for 70 or 80 people."
The wall of the survivor base called "Changjiu Farm" is not low, and there are no obvious commanding heights around it. There are only a few gentle slopes at most. It is difficult to see the situation inside clearly from the outside.
Gray Wolf raised his eyebrows slightly.
70 or 80 people?
"Are you sure?"
The scout nodded affirmatively.
"I'm sure!"
Gray Wolf's brows gradually frowned.
A survivor base with only 70 or 80 people.
To be honest, this number is a bit wrong.
He didn't believe that the survivors couldn't see the strategic value of this fortress in the wilderness. It had become the gateway to the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.
As long as they took it, it would be like knocking on the door of all the survivors in the northern suburbs.
Or...
Did those idiots naively think that they could rest easy with the cover of heavy snow?
However, the naivety of his opponent was a good thing for him.
A smile appeared on the corner of Gray Wolf's mouth, and his expression was very similar to the hyena lying at his feet.
"Go back and keep watching."
"We'll be there in a while."
The scout was excited and said excitedly.
"Yes!"
...
It was late at night.
There was a little snow in the sky.
On the wall of Changjiu Farm.
Lv Bei, wearing a black coat, looked to the north, tightened the strap of his rifle, and slightly moved his numb feet to circulate the frozen blood.
Today is the last day of the Wasteland Era 211.
The outpost ten kilometers away seemed to be celebrating the arrival of the New Year, but this had little to do with them on duty.
The threat from the north was approaching.
And this was the front line.
Standing here, they could not relax for a moment.
Holding the lamp and walking to the wall, the slightly older guard patted Lu Bei on the shoulder and said with a smile.
"Young man, are you okay? If you can't, let me stand for a while. It's time to change shifts."
Lu Bei glanced at VM and shook his head stubbornly.
"There are still ten minutes."
"Oh, it seems that I came a little early," the old man smiled and put the lamp on the wall, "I will stand with you for a while."
The name of this old guard is Jixiang. He is the oldest in the entire guard team. It is said that he will be forty next year.
People always call him an old man in a friendly way. Although he always argues that forty years old is not old, his arthritis has become more and more serious recently. He gradually began to sigh that time is not forgiving.
Lu Bei had heard of his story. He was once a resident of the Stone City, but later became a mercenary. Then, somehow, he became a captive of the Blood Hand Clan and was thrown into the dungeon.
He had a scar on his chest, which he said was left by the Death Claw, but no one believed him and thought he was bragging.
After all, if he could escape from the mouth of the Death Claw, how could he be captured by the mere predators of the Blood Hand Clan?
Every time he talked about this, the old man would argue excitedly, describing how dangerous the situation was at the time, and that he was captured to cover the retreat of his teammates.
And every time this happened, there would always be someone to spoil the show and ask——
'Where are your teammates? The ashes of the Blood Hand are cold, and someone should come to take you back. '
When he talked about this, the old man suddenly fell silent, muttering that it was good here, and he didn't plan to go back with his teammates even if they came, and it would be better if they didn't come.
This was also a funny thing in the guard team.
Although no one believed that he had seen a deathclaw (except the one kept by the administrator), Lu Bei believed it.
After all, the mark did not look like it was cut by a knife.
At this moment, an excited shout came from the direction of the stairs, and a young man ran up.
"A car is coming from the south."
"The administrator is here to bring us food!"
His name is Xu Shun, who is one year older than Lu Bei and is also a young man who has just become an adult. He is a close friend of Lu Bei.
"What food?" Lu Bei asked excitedly.
It's not because he is a foodie, but mainly because the food made by those blue coats is so delicious. The first thing that flashed through his mind was a dazzling array of grilled skewers, as well as a lot of steamed buns, dumplings, ramen, etc.
Xu Shunxing said excitedly: "Noodles! And meat! I tasted it, it's a little spicy, but after drinking it, my whole body is warm."
His saliva was uncontrollably on his lips, and Lv Bei swallowed his saliva.
Looking at this greedy young man, Jixiang smiled and patted his shoulder.
"Go, it's time to change shifts now."
"Yeah!" Lv Bei nodded excitedly, "I'll bring you some later!"
The old man waved his hand.
"Don't worry, I'll drink it after I finish my duty."
The two young men went down the city wall, and Jixiang smiled and sighed that it was good to be young, looking at the vast expanse of white snow outside the wall.
The snow this year is really heavy.
Next year should be a good year.
He plans to save some money to buy a piece of land, try to grow some things, and then marry a wife. When he retires from the army, he will settle down here and settle down.
As for Boulder City, he had no intention of going back.
Life here was no worse than there, and only when he was here did he feel the dignity he had never had before.
The manager said that they would never have to kneel to anyone again.
No one could take away their freedom from their hands.
The howling north wind was chilly, and the snow in the wind stopped for a while. The bright moonlight appeared behind the scattered clouds, and the small animals that sneaked out to find food quickly hid back in the cave.
Jixiang exhaled a breath of white mist and suddenly felt a little cold, so he stretched out his hand to the oil lamp on the wall, wanting to put his hand on it to keep warm.
Unexpectedly, his hand shook and knocked the oil lamp down.
The lamp fell into the snow pile, but it didn't break, but the fire was extinguished.
Jixiang cursed and said that he was so unlucky, and planned to go down to pick it up after changing shifts.
But at this moment, the expression on his face suddenly paused, and he immediately grabbed the telescope and looked towards the north.
On the snowy ground sprinkled with moonlight, a series of figures were taking advantage of the night to speed up in their direction.
A pair of fierce eyes shot at him like sharp arrows.
The murderous aura that came at him——
It was exactly the same as the bloody hand!
Jixiang's face changed wildly, and without saying a word, he immediately grabbed the short whistle hanging around his neck, put it in his mouth and blew it with all his strength, and fired a shot outside.
"Enemy attack!"
...
"Hum hum..."
"The hammer of order plays the war drum."
"The faith of steel breaks out of the ground."
"The White Bear Knight rushed out."
"Capture evil and barbarism."
"..."
The engine of the truck rumbled.
Sitting at the tail of the co-pilot, with his arms on the car window, blowing the cool breeze outside the window, humming a song he heard from somewhere.
Sisi, who was holding the direction, glanced at him.
"If you don't understand, just ask. Is this a nursery rhyme?"
Tail said dissatisfiedly.
"What nursery rhyme! This is called BGM!"
I really envy this guy's vigorous energy. He is not sleepy at all.
Is he about to wake up?
Sisi sighed.
"Yeah, yes."
In the compartment of the truck.
Two pairs of eyes, one big and one small, stared at each other.
Finally, the mouse man couldn't hold on any longer and said with a dry cough.
"I'm a little panicked when you look at me like this."
Aoao Zhimahu, who was hugging his knees, was stunned for a moment, and his warm hat fell to the ground again. He quickly reached out to pick it up.
"Eh? No, I'm just curious... What is it like to be a mouse?"
This is the nth person who asked himself this question?
He said helplessly with a sigh.
"What should I say? It's a bit troublesome to say hello to friends, you have to hold your head high, but it's very convenient to shuttle through the ruins, and you won't be beaten up if you accidentally get into a rat's nest, just evacuate."
"Also, unlike other alien species, there is no problem with the coordination of fingers, and there is no obstacle to using tools, and there is no debuff of slow experience growth. In general, it is a sequence with unlimited potential."
Aoao Zhimahu nodded as if he understood.
This is completely discussed from the perspective of strength...
"I thought it would be sad to choose an alien species."
The big rat with its belly turned up looked at her strangely.
"What's sad about this?"
"Because... it's not good-looking?"
"..."
MMP!
It wasn't sad before, but now it's a lot of pain!
The brother couldn't help cursing in his heart.
They are all furry things, how are rats worse than cats?
Human stuff!
Die! Die!
...
The car arrived.
The two guards in the carriage jumped down first and called everyone in the camp to come and get the takeaway.
The guards were more knowledgeable than the refugees. They had seen lizards and bears, and were not surprised by rats that stood one meter tall, so they didn't take it too seriously.
He stretched himself and was about to slip down from the car to take a walk, but at this moment, a shrill whistle suddenly came from the front.
Then the sound of gunfire and explosions rang out, which scared Zhimahu, who was about to jump down from the carriage, and the hat he had just put on fell off again.
"What happened?!"
"I don't know..."
The big rat swallowed his saliva.
There were loud gunshots in the north, like firecrackers, accompanied by explosions from time to time.
The camp was in chaos, and the two guards who had gone down earlier didn't know where they went. They probably ran to the north gate for reinforcement.
Standing next to the truck, Sis looked up at Beifeng and frowned.
"Gunshots, at least fifty... no, maybe a hundred?"
Maybe more?
She couldn't tell the difference between the guards' gunshots and the attackers' gunshots.
The big rat said nervously.
"Your error is too big, isn't it!?"
"After all, the gunshots in this game are not as regular as those in PUBG... Tail, what do you say?"
As he spoke, Sis looked to the side.
But he saw that Tail had taken off the sickle assault rifle, his eyes flashing with excitement.
"Si! Charge!"
That look was really easy to understand.
Sis was slightly stunned, then a smile appeared on his face, and he also raised his thumbs up with full enthusiasm.
"Oh!"
"It seems that Awei's chance to show his skills has come!"
This time the score can't be the last again!
Seeing the two running towards the north, the remaining cat and mouse were dumbfounded.
"Now, what should I do now?"
Zhimahu looked at the mouse next to him at a loss, but Nanxiong was also confused at this moment, not knowing what to do.
He had been to the battlefield once.
But that was following the mosquito, and he only heard a sound throughout the whole process.
"Anyway, anyway, I'll go over to help first."
Damn!
Didn't it agree that it was an errand mission?
The mission brief didn't say that there would be a fight!
Otherwise, how could he not even bring a weapon.
Throwing down that sentence, he forced himself to follow Tail and Sisi's footsteps and rushed forward. Only Aoao Zhimahu was left beside the truck.
"Hey! Wait, don't leave yet..."
But it was too late.
When she shouted, the big mouse had already run away.
Zhimahu looked helpless, anxiously looking around, not knowing what to do.
At this moment, her eyes suddenly lit up, and her gaze fell on the house closest to the south gate in the farm.
That's the save point!
As a frequent courier, she still remembers that there are a hundred hibernation capsules there, and players who are too lazy to go back to the outpost will log off here!
"Anyway... find a way to notify others first."
Do it as soon as you think of it.
Zhimahu immediately ran over, rushed into the door, found an open hibernation capsule and lay down in it.
As the hatch closed, the connection was disconnected.
She immediately took off her helmet and opened her laptop computer, logged into the official website forum, and quickly edited a post and sent it out.
"It's not good! There's a fight in Changjiu Farm."
The post was sent out for a few seconds and immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"A fight broke out?"
"Fuck, what's going on?"
"Aren't you guys holding a celebration?"
"Fuck! The dog planner is doing something when I'm not online again!"
Almost at the same time when the post was posted, a line of announcement suddenly popped up on the official website.
[Announcement for the whole server: The predators from the north attacked Changjiu Farm, triggering an emergency task. ]
[Dawn: A group of raw and bloodthirsty bandits took advantage of us celebrating the New Year and launched a shameful sneak attack! We will let them know that this is a stupid idea! ]
[Failure condition: The resurrection point is destroyed. (All players whose characters are in Changjiu Farm will enter the resurrection CD state)]
[Victory condition: Repel the invaders! ]
As soon as the announcement was released, the forum exploded instantly.
"What the hell?!"
"A sneak attack?!"
"No way, he can be killed even if he's offline?!"
"Has the bastard planner finally decided not to be a human being?"
"Brothers, get on the account! Grab your weapons and do the fucking thing!"
"Want to take my godly equipment? I'm going to fight you!"