Chapter 1050 Cheap labor, the first arms order!
The inexplicable explosion almost covered half of the fruit forest.
The nuclear energy rifle wearing the Yuan Cavalry Type I exoskeleton armor flew out in embarrassment, and slammed into an unlucky fruit tree with a crooked neck like a shell.
The tree trunk snapped off, and the huge impact brought him to roll on the ground several times before stopping.
The earth seemed to be howling!
There are the sound of trees breaking and sand and stones rolling everywhere.
And fruit trees.
There is already a large circular pit on the ground, with a diameter of as much as twenty meters.
All the objects in the middle have been wiped out under the violent energy reaction, leaving only a little fly ash residue.
Yes.
Not only did the two personnel carriers disappear in the explosion, but even the armored vehicle that boldly launched the attack left no trace behind.
At this scene, the old Taoist, who was still lying in the grass for refuge, was dumbfounded.
"Fuck, we still have this weapon on our personnel carrier?!"
"Is this comparable to the power of small tactical missiles?"
The dreamer on the side touched the bridge of his nose that hit the tree, and changed his words seriously:
"It's not comparable, it's more powerful than that thing!"
When the explosion happened just now, everyone was thrown into the air by the shock, which is not something that a small tactical missile can do.
According to the estimated explosion volume, at least about 800 kilograms of TNT is required to have this power.
Wait a minute with TNT on the troop carrier? ?
The old man dodged his eyes: "I swear, I never knew we were still carrying such weapons!"
If he knew that on the way here just now, he would actually have this thing under his seat.
He said that it was impossible for him to be so big-hearted.
And if it is accidentally detonated by the enemy during the battle, there may not even be time to say the last words.
Several life players nearby also gradually recovered from the dizziness of the explosion.
Fortunately, there are game bonuses to human attributes, except for a slight concussion, it did not cause any substantial damage.
"Is this the world outside the territory? It's too exciting!"
"What excitement? It's obviously too terrifying. Well, I promise, I will never dare to think about running out of the territory again."
"Did we win? The gunfire over there seems to have stopped?"
A group of people were dizzy and helped to get up, trying to stay away from the direction of the explosion to prevent a second explosion.
On the other side, in front of the low wall of the bunker, Jacob, who was knocked to the ground by the explosion, also fell into a daze.
"The team we chased in was completely wiped out, and the armored vehicle also lost communication." The trembling voice of the communications soldier came from the only remaining vehicle: "And the power of the explosion just now has completely exceeded the maximum resistance that the armored vehicle can resist."
The words are not finished, but it is not important anymore.
Whether it is an armored vehicle or a tank, even if the outer armor can withstand the explosion, it is also necessary to consider whether the people inside can withstand it.
After all, the huge impact transmitted in will easily smash the internal organs of the human body into pieces like a drum washing machine.
Do you want to continue playing?
The remaining less than thirty soldiers turned their heads to look at Jacob, and instantly read the answer from his face.
I don't know who yelled first, and soon there were shouts one after another on the battlefield.
A pair of thighs stepped forward, and almost fled back without hesitation, and the weapon in his hand was thrown on the ground neatly.
"Run, they have nuclear bombs in their hands!"
"These people are crazy, they want to die with us."
"It's a lunatic from the western suburbs. Only a lunatic would use such an inhuman weapon."
"What they said is true, Pumpkin Bunker has really joined the Western Suburbs League!"
"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
Counting on a group of soldiers who haven't been on the real battlefield many times to break out of the small universe and win the battle under the threat of death.
It's better to count on a precision-guided missile to hit the resistance force in the bunker.
Seeing the people around him running away in a swarm, even the driver of the armored car opened the door and fled away in the distance.
Jacob swallowed, wanting to get in and drive the armored car away.
But he finally suppressed this thought, and ran back like other soldiers without looking back.
The reason is very simple.
The target of this armored vehicle is simply too big, dazzling like a firefly in the dark night.
If the enemy continues to use the weapon just now.
"Who would have thought that they used tactical nuclear bombs, the manager will definitely not blame me!"
"Must... must bring back the information that Pumpkin Bunker has joined the Western Suburbs Alliance, and let every manager in the alliance know."
The nature of warfare has completely changed with the use of super-scale weapons.
He didn't know what it was that exploded just now, but the power was indeed comparable to the miniature tactical nuclear bombs used by huge forces to deter them by force.
Is it wrong to be afraid of nukes?
Of course you are!
Back then, everyone hid underground to guard against nuclear bombs falling from the sky, but now it is completely normal to run away in fear.
Jacob's mind was in a mess.
He knew in his heart that no matter what, life in the ground cage flower shelter would not be as easy as before.
Just now, except for passing the Clear Harbor Refuge.
There is one more enemy in the sanctuary.
An enemy that makes Clear Harbor Sanctuary a headache!
When the players in the fruit forest gathered together, it was already an hour later.
Looking at the nuclear energy rifle lying in the center of the field, half of its life had been removed, but still smiling slightly, everyone sighed.
I have to say, this kid is very lucky!
When the explosion happened, he was hiding aside and wearing the Metacavalry Type 1 exoskeleton armor.
When the aftermath of the explosion came, the outer armor just happened to absorb the impact and did not cause much damage to the wearer.
In the subsequent tumbling, he was also lucky not to hit his head, only to be smashed by some flying stones.
So even though it looks bloody all over his face now, they are actually simple skin traumas.
"This is the first time I know that the energy stone can explode!"
Meng Tao, who recorded the explosion scene, said with lingering fear.
According to the search at the scene, the first explosion happened to be the one of the two troop carriers that the Tianyuan warrior team was riding in.
I don't know what happened, the car exploded suddenly, and caused the nearby personnel carrier to explode.
Then, the ammunition and bombs in the armored vehicle were also ignited, followed by a third detonation.
The three powers were superimposed together to form the steaming mushroom cloud just seen.
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You've never heard of energy stones exploding before?
For this miraculous material that can store a large amount of energy, the Territory has conducted dozens of comprehensive tests on it.
But it has never been able to detonate it once, and it is even difficult to control the rate of energy output.
Dianlang's low-power energy machine can be said to be the "first step" in the research on energy stones.
But it was this first step that no one thought would trigger an explosion of energy stones.
"We have to record this matter and report it to the research institute as soon as possible. If all the vehicles are replaced with electric wolf machines, wouldn't it be bombs moving in the territory?"
"That's right. I really have to go back and give feedback as soon as possible."
"But without the troop carrier, shall we walk back?"
Everyone who was still in the heated discussion couldn't help being taken aback when they heard the weak question of 'want to eat candy'.
Indeed, this is not the edge of the territory, but a pumpkin bunker tens of kilometers south in the southern suburbs.
If you choose to walk back on foot, not to mention the long distance in the middle, the threat of the radiation beast in the middle is enough for everyone to drink a pot.
And the time for everyone to set off was nine o'clock in the morning, but after the delay on the road and the battle just now, the sky was already approaching the end of dusk.
According to the position of the sun, it will be dark in two hours.
The nuclear energy rifle lying on the ground, as the captain, gritted his teeth after a little thought:
"...It looks...we have to spend the night here, and by the way, find a radio station to contact the territory as soon as possible."
"Don't worry, the old Taoist has brought people to negotiate."
The dream hunter who stayed behind comforted softly, and then looked towards the bunker through the gap in the jungle.
There, more than a dozen people headed by Lao Dao had already stood still, looking curiously at the inside of the bunker through the gap in the low wall.
The previous attack had completely defeated the guards on the city wall, and it was unknown how many guards could survive.
Even though an hour had passed since the battle ended, the inside of the bunker was still silent, as if there was no man's land.
Stepping into the gap, the obvious fragments of severed limbs were exposed on the ground.
The two guards, who were not yet dead, clutched their wounds, and kept shaking their hands at the approaching crowd.
"It can't be saved. It should be impossible."
The old man lowered his head to check the wound, then shook his head regretfully.
One shrapnel penetrated the lower stomach, and one was blown away and broke the spine.
If they had been treated in time an hour ago, the two guards might have survived.
But even if he could be sent to Kaixuan Hospital immediately and used phantom energy water, it was unlikely to save the person who had only one breath left.
"Give them a good time."
"Um"
The male gun brother took out the needle tube from his backpack in silence, and took out a small bottle containing a miserable green liquid.
This is a high-concentration anesthetic extracted from the main component of the paralyzing tree, which can temporarily block the pain.
Originally intended for first aid, it is now used to shield the final pain.
A few drops were separated and lightly tapped on the wound, and as a cold feeling came, the pain on the faces of the two guards suddenly became much less.
"You... good people."
The guard who injured his spine struggled to say a word, his head tilted and he lost consciousness again.
The guard next to him tried to stand up, but unfortunately he closed his eyes tiredly before he could move.
Holding the guard in his arms, the old man remained silent, his body trembling unceasingly.
After about a few seconds, he stood up abruptly, gathered all his strength and shouted:
"What about people, where did they all die?"
"Come out to save people, are you all fools?"
In normal times, even a roar is unlikely to spread far away.
But now, the bunker was silent.
Almost as soon as the roar fell, there were tinkling sounds from many buildings.
A few seconds later, several nearby houses were opened against the wooden doors, and more than a dozen people ran out scrambling and crawling.
"Are you the envoys of the Western Suburbs Alliance?"
"Nonsense, hurry up and save people."
Looking at the panic on the faces of these people, the old Taoist wanted to continue cursing a few more words, but finally held back.
They can't be completely blamed. After all, except for the guards, the entire bunker is full of unarmed slaves.
It is too unrealistic to expect them to take farm tools to fight against enemies with heavy machine guns and armored vehicles.
After the guards here suffered heavy casualties, the only ones left to fight were some wanderers.
However, the wanderers will not be the first birds, even now, they are still hiding in the safest place they think.
"Okay, okay, I'll call the doctor right away."
"Come help, come help, find some stretchers!"
"People, the envoys of the Western Suburbs Alliance have arrived, we are safe, we survived!"
"The enemy has retreated, we have won!"
Roars and cheers gradually spread from block to block.
The locked door opened from the inside, revealing faces full of fear.
But soon, their eyes locked on the old Taoist party at the gap in the city wall, with surprise on their faces.
More and more people came out of the house and began to join in the first aid.
"Their brains are really stupid."
Looking at the corpse found in the ruins, the gangster shook his head and didn't know how to comment.
Maybe it's because they are used to fake games, or maybe they haven't experienced real battles. These people have basically zero combat experience.
There were only two guards who were directly killed by bullets, and almost all of the rest were injured by running away in a panic.
"Not everyone is like you, who can successfully use the tactical experience learned in the game in reality."
The male gun brother nodded slightly with emotion.
The real identity of the gangster on the earth is actually very ordinary, he is just a semi-professional player in a chicken-eating shootout game.
The reason for saying half is because he was already 25 years old when he joined the profession.
I haven't played a real game, but instead follow the coach every day to do half a tactical coach's work.
But no one expected that after coming to this wasteland, there would be a stage for him to play.
During the continuous simulation of the virtual environment, the gangster successfully took out the tactics in his mind and applied them to reality.
The effect is not bad, at least the command to pull the gun line before, let everyone enjoy the hearty feeling of tactical suppression for a long time.
"Nevertheless...that's probably the main reason they want to be in the league."
"Too."
If it is not too weak, there is no need to find the Southern Suburbs Alliance for asylum after more than two hundred kilometers.
But then again, the guard team here is almost wiped out, so who will do the next defensive task?
The male gunman glanced around, and soon found a wounded man whose clothes were different from those of ordinary guards.
At this time, the man was limping over, his face full of fear.
"Distinguished envoys of the Southern Suburb Alliance, please forgive our offense for allowing you to participate in this sudden war."
"I'm the captain of the guard here, Nat."
"Our Pumpkin Kefu Bunker will bear all the compensation for the casualties caused and pay the price of the weapons used before."
Nat gave a wry smile and took the lead in apologizing.
"Envoys, rest assured, I know that the currencies on both sides may be different, but we will pay a lot of labor as compensation, and it will definitely be cheaper than you imagined."
"Also, before discussing other transactions, in the name of the captain of the guard."
"We need arms, we need a lot of arms to protect ourselves!"
"Even if you use all the materials here to exchange!"