Street 65.
Under the clock tower covered with slime mold.
Standing in the center of the fungus blanket, the queen let out a dry and hoarse roar.
Panic and anger were like a tsunami, spreading restless waves along its tentacle-like hair.
The aliens around it cried out.
The mother nest behind it was still producing non-stop, but those weak "newborns" could not bring it any sense of security.
In particular, the continuous death of node creatures made it lose control of the front line, and its children were suffering meaningless casualties...
The scarlet pupils were full of confusion.
The continuous and intensive offensive had lasted for nearly ten nights, and it could see the withering of life in the gray-green fog.
But it didn't understand.
Those people...
Why couldn't they be killed?
Even after so many days of consumption, they still had the energy to take the initiative to attack.
What was particularly puzzling to it was that through the gray-green fog, it actually sensed a series of familiar "ripples".
It was totally incomprehensible.
Those ants that resisted evolution...
Haven't they died once?
...
Under the collapsed overpass.
The truck covered with slime mold was slowly retreating, and a large number of gnawers swarmed in and rushed towards Lao Bai and his group hiding in the building.
Before the truck retreated to the end of the street, a rocket with a tail flame chased it and hit its front without bias.
The warhead exploded, sparks flew throughout the cockpit, and it was sprayed through by the high-temperature liquid metal.
The cockpit was its weakness.
To be precise, it was the driver's position.
As the fungus block in the cockpit was destroyed, the truck broke down on the spot, the fungus block in the compartment stopped wriggling, and the gnawers that had crawled into the cargo box before also crawled out one after another.
"Nice!" Ye Shi, who was leaning against the window on the second floor and holding his gun, shouted excitedly.
"The enemy artillery position has been destroyed!"
Old White, who was standing in front of another window, calmly put away the launcher that was emitting green smoke, glanced at the VM on his arm, and his eyes were happy.
[Mission: Decisive Battle Moment! ]
Here it comes!
The counterattack has begun!
Scrambled Eggs with Tomatoes, who was holding the LD light machine gun on the side, continued to pull the trigger, and used the flames from the muzzle to tear the gnawers that climbed down from the truck into pieces.
The node creatures were destroyed, and the gnawers that were out of control continued to rush to their downstairs, and there were also a few crawlers among them!
However, the lizard guarding the door was like a door god, preventing the swarming alien species from entering half a step! Every swing of the claws was like a bloody storm.
The creeper that rushed up was torn into two pieces, and the amber pupils in the dark flashed with excitement and bloodthirstiness.
This was not enough. The completely crazy garbage man was harvesting crazily while shouting.
"Completely crazy!"
The violent factor buried deep in his blood was completely released, and he felt the strong desire flowing in his blood vessels.
The part of the DNA sequence that was not read--
waking up!
Fang Chang, who was next to him, drew his bow and shot an arrow, which accurately penetrated the head of another creeper, and the fragments of the explosion immediately shattered half of its head.
The action of drawing the bow and shooting the arrow was almost like a gust of wind!
And Kuangfeng, who was standing next to him, had a light machine gun against his right shoulder, shooting and harvesting the rushing gnawers.
Although the combat power of the mechanical arm alone is difficult to exert, it is still very stable when combined with the KV-1 exoskeleton to suppress the gun!
In order to fully adapt to the close-quarters street fighting environment, he simply replaced the bipod under the muzzle with a bayonet, and completely transformed into the front row!
The corpses piled up into a small hill.
The gnawers on the artillery position have been cleared, and now almost all the aliens rushing up are from other places.
The wave seems to be retreating.
However, the aliens withdrawn from the front line just hit them in the face.
Looking at the alien clusters pouring in from the corner of the street, the face of the smoke-free squatting at the window on the second floor changing the magazine changed slightly.
He only has the last two magazines left!
"Old White, the mission has been completed... When will we retreat?"
"Retreat? Not possible!"
Old White shouted excitedly.
"Brothers, hold on! The whistle for the counterattack has been blown! Our reinforcements will arrive soon!"
Ye Shi turned his head and said unexpectedly.
"Reinforcements?"
He hadn't thought that there would be reinforcements for this mission.
This was already quite far back, and a few steps ahead was the clock tower of 65th Street.
It could be said that the mother nest was somewhere under their noses!
"Friendly forces on the front line have defeated the wave! They are on their way!"
The moment Lao Bai's voice fell, a piercing scream came from the air.
"Be careful to hide!"
At first, thinking it was a rocket attack, Lao Bai shouted and buried his head reflexively.
The people behind the second-floor bunker did the same, but they soon found that it was not rockets, but Mosquito gliders that were more terrifying than rockets.
The sound of "da da da" was like the roar of a cloth tearing machine, and the rain of bullets from the sky drew two arcs of death on the street.
The gnawers crowded on the corner of the street fell down instantly like wheat being cut.
Looking at the silhouette whizzing by and the fleeting "WX-1", Ye Shi's face was full of confusion.
"What the hell?! What is that?"
"Mosquito's glider..." Lao Bai swallowed his saliva, and his eyes were also full of surprise.
Obviously he didn't expect that the pile of wooden parts would actually fly up.
He thought Mosquito was joking!
"Hahahaha, this is so fucking cool!"
In the cabin of the glider, Mosquito's hands tightly grasped the joystick, his congested face was full of excitement and excitement, and his whole body was full of adrenaline.
Shells were constantly thrown out of the cabin, and the roaring machine gun made his legs numb.
It's a pity that the 7mm caliber is a bit small!
The Maxim with the water cooling box removed has no splash effect. If it is replaced with the 30mm cannon of the same model as the A-10, the whole street can be overturned!
A round of dive took away a large number of gnawers.
Mosquito pulled up the joystick suddenly.
The glider whizzed down, almost gliding along the half-collapsed overpass, and then swung sideways, brushing against the tilted building and passing through the gap between the buildings.
His restless heartbeat gradually calmed down, and Mosquito took a deep breath slowly, straightened the fuselage, and then raised the altitude.
This plane is still a little difficult to control.
Without a gyroscope, he could only judge whether the fuselage is balanced by feeling.
"Damn... I still have to make a gyroscope and airspeed tube. Without these two things, I'm just risking my life to fly the plane!"
Muttering to himself, Mosquito took the time to look at the battlefield below.
A full-scale counterattack has begun.
Company A, composed of 120 players, served as the main force of the attack and took the lead in launching the attack. The three companies B, C, and D were on standby behind Company A, while Company E and F were deployed from the flanks, apparently intending to infiltrate both sides of Street 65 and launch a pincer attack in conjunction with ABCD on the front battlefield.
In addition, there are 400 reserve troops waiting in the rear, ready to make up for the heavy casualties in the front.
Although the space in this city is not small, there are only a few roads that can be passed through, and it is still difficult to fully deploy more than a thousand people.
The advancement of a hundred people is already the limit of the battlefield width.
If you want to go from the ruins with complicated road conditions to the rear of the mother nest, you have to further divide the whole into small groups and advance in groups of ten or even three or five people.
However, this is also the advantage of the players.
Even in the case of fighting alone, the players who received the task can still maintain high morale, and even sacrifice without hesitation for the collective victory.
If they were replaced by mercenaries or the militia of the Stone City, and asked them to disperse the team into the ruins and penetrate into the hinterland of the alien species, it would be almost the same as asking them to die.
Mosquito adjusted the nose of the plane and quickly launched the second round of air strikes.
VM has been tied to his thigh as a radar.
Through the positions of other players and the flashing gunfire on the street, he can roughly judge where the fighting is more intense and where the aliens are dense.
Then just shoot and shoot and it's done!
When the mosquito started the third round of dive, the players had completely occupied Street 67 and joined the cattle and horse team under the overpass.
More than 20 heavily modified KV-1 exoskeletons led the way in front, with machine guns in their hands spewing flames and striding forward.
They are not only the pioneers of firepower, but also mobile ammunition boxes, and even a steel wall!
Five or six players followed behind them in a group, some holding rifles, some carrying Panzerfaust rocket launchers, and light and heavy cavalry guns used to suppress high-armor units.
With the support of artillery, armor and air power, Company A's offensive was unstoppable!
In addition, a ten-man team of flamethrowers followed behind Company A.
They wore heavy protective clothing, gas masks, and the flamethrowers on their backs were Mosquito's masterpiece - "Hellfire 1.0"!
However, these flamethrowers did not join the battle on the front line.
On the contrary, the burning gnawers would become more dangerous. Facing dense alien clusters, incendiary bombs are a good choice, but Molotov cocktails and flamethrowers are definitely not.
The more than 30 liters of fuel on their backs are really used to clear fixed targets.
For example, the mother nest!
Without the control of the "node creatures", the gnawers on the street became a mess. The overly dense number became a burden, and they were crowded together in a different pace.
The streets were stained black by charred corpses and mucus.
The 88mm shells that fell from time to time, in conjunction with the offensive of Company A, moved forward all the way and soon recovered a large area between 68th Street and 65th Street.
Some of the alien species retreated to the clock tower of Street 65 at the call of the mother nest, but more of them stayed where they were, relying on their biological instincts to rush towards the players closest to them.
Their movements were swift and fierce.
But anyone could see that they were already at the end of their strength!
Street 65.
The fungal blanket covering the concrete floor quickly turned into charcoal under the baptism of flames.
The hatcheries hidden in the shops along the street were destroyed one by one, and the players used Molotov cocktails and flamethrowers to destroy the rows of fluttering eggs.
Soon, nearly 400 players from three companies completed the suppression of the main road of Street 65, and the burning flames and billowing smoke covered the ominous gray-green clouds.
Standing at the front line of the position, Chu Guang held a nitrogen-powered hammer in his hand and looked around at the messy battlefield around him.
The full circulation system has been activated.
Not to mention spores, even a grain of ash can't float into his armor.
A creeper ran towards him, but before it could reach him, it was blasted into a sieve by a group of awakened players with rifles.
Looking at the beast struggling on the ground, Chu Guang casually pulled out the silver snake revolver hanging on his waist, shot it in the head with a bang, and ended its life.
Thinking about it, it really missed it.
I remember that more than half a year ago, when I was just level 5, I took Ye Shi and Fang Chang, who were even more novice than newbies, to Brown Farm to exchange things, and a creeper almost killed the three of them.
As for now...
He didn't even need to take action.
Putting away the revolver, Chu Guang looked at the building with a giant clock not far away.
The dark red fungal carpet had already climbed to the third floor, and the hyphae as thick as thighs adhered to the nearby buildings. The dark windows were filled with creepy scarlet.
That should be the mother nest... Although compared to its peers in the city center, it is still very young, even immature.
It's hard to imagine.
It took less than two weeks for it to grow into this shape. If it is given a few more weeks, only God knows what will happen.
Chu Guang waved his hand, signaling Company A, which had already arrived under the building, to launch an attack.
The power players lined up in a row, and dozens of 20mm light cavalry guns were fired in turn. In just one minute, nearly a hundred high-explosive bombs and armor-piercing incendiary bombs were poured out, and the six tyrants guarding the door, along with the fungal blankets and concrete walls around them, were blasted into pieces.
Large pieces of steel bars were exposed in front of the players.
Chu Guang continued to issue orders, and the flamethrowers, who were ready to fight, lit the caps on the nozzles of the flamethrowers and began to move forward under the cover of other players.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, the canyon escaped mole muttered to himself.
"Sure enough..."
After hearing his muttering, Edgewater glanced at him.
"Sure enough what?"
Canyon Runaway Mole: "The mother nest's control over the slime mold is not in the form of direct control, but is indirectly completed through the control of the node organisms. So as long as the node organisms are killed, the wave will naturally be reduced... until the final demise."
Edgewater: "...Isn't that what I said?"
Canyon Runaway Mole coughed dryly.
"I summarized it for you."
"..."
It's okay after summarizing it.
Edgewater was speechless and looked at the bell tower in front.
That should be the command tower of the wave, the mother nest that breeds slime mold and spreads spores.
A team of ten has already covered the flamethrowers and rushed in. I believe that it won't be long before the whole street will be filled with the smell of roasted mushrooms.
It's over---Is it?
Just when he was thinking this, the sound of an explosion suddenly came from the bell tower, and a tongue of fire more than ten meters long rushed out of the door.
Burning concrete blocks flew out one after another, and a figure several meters tall appeared in the billowing smoke. The flesh-red fungus blocks hung on the ground like skirts, and tentacles floated behind its head like wriggling snakes.
When enemies meet, they are particularly jealous.
Looking at the figure walking out of the billowing smoke, the fountain commander opened his eyes wide and pointed at the thing excitedly and shouted.
"That's it! The queen!"
"Heavy infantry, follow me! Shield wall defense! Power system guns, change armor-piercing bullets, listen to my orders and prepare--"
This time he put on a heavy cavalry exoskeleton, and the rigid armor was armed from toes to hair. It would never be given for nothing again.
The queen let out a shrill roar, and behind her tall body, dozens of tentacles shot out like lightning, piercing the players standing outside the bell tower.
Twenty KV-1 exoskeletons stepped forward together, set up the steel plates in their hands, and protected the teammates behind them.
The tentacles like whips came over, and there was a dull sound of "Duang" on the steel plates!
Many people shook slightly and moved their feet back an inch, but they were not actually hurt by the tentacles.
Quanshui, who was standing on the front line, was slightly stunned, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart.
Always feel...
a little weak?
At this moment, a piercing scream came from the sky, followed by a series of dense fire rain.
The glider spewing flames dived, and bullets swept from the stairs to the top of the queen's head.
Although the 7mm bullet failed to penetrate the keratin armor attached to the surface of the queen, it tore the tentacles extending from its back into pieces.
A string of blood mist and dust exploded!
The ten-meter-long tentacles broke into pieces, lying on the ground like a cut earthworm twisting and struggling, and the black blood at the broken end gushed out like a spring, soaking the broken steps in an instant.
The players who were preparing for the BOSS battle were shocked when they saw this scene.
What the hell? !
Is this thing so weak?
Not only the players who were waiting in the front line, but also Chu Guang who had just set up the Gauss rifle was stunned.
Originally, I thought that this thing dared to take the initiative to attack, and it had some trump cards in its hand, but I didn't expect it to be a dying struggle.
The queen, whose weakness was severely damaged, let out a painful roar, and her huge body began to move backwards.
The fungal carpet attached to the building was also squirming restlessly, and scarlet eggs fell on the steps, and unhatched fruiting bodies emerged from them one after another.
Some of them were missing hands, some were missing legs, or they simply had no lower body, only the head and mouth hanging on their necks.
They roared and rushed towards the players.
This seemed to be the last charge.
"Fire!"
Quanshui suddenly waved his right hand forward.
Dozens of rifles and light machine guns unleashed fire at the same time, instantly tearing these incompletely hatched gnawers into pieces.
Players carrying light and heavy lances were about to rush up the stairs on the corpses on the ground to chase the queen who had retreated into the nest.
However, at this moment, the piercing scream rushed in front of them.
Faintly——
The battlefield atmosphere group at the forefront heard a familiar cry.
"Hahaha!"
"Heads! Mine!"
The diving glider plunged into the main entrance of the bell tower, with the propeller spinning at high speed, and the nose of the plane hit the queen's chest straight.
The huge inertia pressed the several-meter-tall body to the ground and dragged it forward for several meters. The queen, whose chest was stirred by the propeller, let out a painful roar.
However, soon, the explosion of fire engulfed the glider and the queen who fell to the ground.
The heat wave of the explosion blew on his face.
The flying wood fragments hit his helmet with a bang. I, who was wearing KV-1, finally came to my senses and couldn't help swallowing.
"Isn't solid hydrogen safe..."
He heard that the solid hydrogen battery in the setting is not made of pure solid hydrogen as raw material, and there are some intermediate substances in it, which will make the battery less likely to explode.
It is precisely because of this that the energy storage effect of solid hydrogen is slightly inferior to that of metallic hydrogen, but its use is wider than the latter.
The battlefield atmosphere group stopped and was silent for a while, giving an uncertain answer.
"...Maybe a detonator was inserted into the battery?"
Or maybe there was a time-delayed fuze in the cabin.
The battlefield guy didn't think it was strange, but I was shocked.
"Fuck... Is it that serious?!"
Although it is a wooden plane, it is not cheap, right?
At least the two Maxim machine guns are quite expensive. He has seen them in the NPC store. Each one costs thousands of silver coins!
The commander of the fountain, wearing the "heavy cavalry" exoskeleton, came from behind and glanced at the smoke-filled hall.
"Dead?"
The Battlefield Atmosphere Team nodded.
"He should be dead."
"Let's go in and take a look for safety reasons." The commander of the fountain smiled and patted his arm, "I'll leave it to you."
The battlefield guy rolled his eyes but didn't say anything.
The protection of the miner type I with welded steel plates is not weak. It is only a little bit worse than the six-type "heavy cavalry" of the human alliance.
Looking at the two teammates who were discussing calmly, I couldn't help but say.
"Wait, why aren't you surprised at all?"
The commander of the fountain and the edge of the water heard this, and their eyes were a little subtle.
"It's a mosquito after all..."
"Well...if the plane is full of useful functions, I would find it strange."
I am the darkest: "..."
...
[Announcement for the whole server: "The Queen" was killed for the first time by "WC Really Mosquito"! ]
[Since the player chose to make it public, this achievement will be recorded in the Hall of Fame! ]
[Mission: Decisive Moment (Completed)]
[We defeated the wave, and the victory belongs to us! ]
Both online and offline players saw this series of pop-up windows from VM or the official website at the same time.
With the defeat of the "level BOSS", this new mother nest also lost the last layer of protection and was completely exposed to the players.
The sky in the distance was already pale.
Barrels of fuel were sent into the bell tower.
The fire soon started.
The scorching flames boiled inside the mother nest, and along with the scorching smoke, they engulfed the egg masses that were fluttering on the fungal blanket, as well as the tentacles that transported nutrients and organic matter.
In the smoke and fire, large pieces of fungal blanket fell from the walls of the bell tower.
Even if the remaining fuel might not be enough to completely burn these thick fungal blankets, they would soon die without supply.
Or degenerate into "harmless" fungal plaques.
The players below the bell tower cheered in victory.
This is the first time that a battle involving thousands of people has taken place since the launch of Wasteland OL.
Many people took photos with their comrades in front of the burning bell tower, and headphones that could be used for taking photos were passed from player to player.
On the street covered with morning light, looking at the burning bell tower, the shock Chu Guang felt in his heart was far stronger than that of the players.
They defeated the wave!
There is nothing in this city that can threaten their survival anymore, which means that they have truly established a foothold in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.
The Great Stone City located in the West Third Ring Road may be a potential threat, but for now, they have not shown obvious hostility.
Perhaps the south is the core of their interests.
Chu Guang looked up to the north, with surging emotions surging in his heart.
If the Great Stone City and the Great Rift Valley have no intention of ending the turmoil in the River Valley Province, then this matter is destined to be accomplished by him.
At this moment, a light blue window appeared in Chu Guang's field of vision.
[The wave will end within 7 days. ]
[Congratulations, young manager...]