Chapter 181

Noisy current sound——

"Hello, everyone, this is the voice of Boulder City. Please allow me to break in and broadcast a favorite news before releasing the planting skills of Kam tree and the experience of scavengers getting rich."

"Just to the north of us, near the Huayuan street subway station on the edge of the Fifth Ring Road in Qingquan City, our leader pritt led his black snake mercenary regiment and finally waved a butcher's knife to the villagers in the northern suburbs."

"Tut tut Tut, it's really tragic. At the same time that the villagers lit the powder keg and blew up the eaters, our despicable leader pritt shot without even calling. Those people fell down like frosted green wheat. Those poor bastards worked hard for the treasure hidden under the subway for a week, and now not only did they make the treasure others My wedding clothes even cost me my life! "

"This shows once again how important it is to choose reliable bodyguards to ensure your safety! Unfortunately, there are no reliable military contractors to recommend today, because no one pays for it! However, although there are no military contractors to recommend, this channel has specially launched a prize quiz!"

"1. What good things are hidden under the Garden Street subway station?"

"2. How many did captain PREET kill?"

"3. What are the casualties of the black snake mercenary regiment?"

"Jushi central Casino provides guarantee for this gambling game. You can participate in all gambling games with only one chip! If you answer all three questions correctly, you will win the first prize with a total value of 100000 chips and the VIP room of the central casino hotel for three nights. Those who want to make a fortune should act quickly! The opportunity is not lost, and the loss will not come again!"

The old radio on the bar played the greasy noise repeatedly.

The burning smell of inferior tobacco mixed with pungent alcohol can almost plug the throat of newcomers here. The steel pipes on the dance floor are vacant all year round. Even the cheapest dancers can't stand the dirty air here. Only drunk drunks occasionally go up to perform impromptu.

This is the double tailed rat tavern, one of the hundreds of taverns in Boulder City, and it is also the most inconspicuous one hidden in the depths of gutters and alleys.

The customers in and out of here are mercenaries and scavengers living in the nearby basement or cheap hotel. The water beer sold here is very popular. You can sit in front of the bar with only one chip and forget your troubles all night. As long as you have a thick face, no one can drive you away.

Of course, if you think the taste of water beer is too weak, you can also choose the same cheap industrial alcohol. A small amount will be fine, but you have to be careful to be picked up by other old men.

It doesn't rule out that someone is intentional, but don't do it if you don't have a special hobby or plan to eat black. There are no security guards here. The bartender is only responsible for selling wine, washing cups and cleaning the floor. As long as there is no human life, the guards outside are not very good at it.

Listening to the voice on the radio, a group of mercenaries shouted with the envy of red fruit in their words.

"Captain PREET? Hahaha, this despicable guy has degenerated into sneaking attacks on a group of scavengers!"

"Shh, don't be heard by his old acquaintances. You're not the host of the voice of boulder. You're covered by a big boss."

"Garden Street subway station? A place I've never heard of."

"No matter what it is, what good things can there be in the northern suburbs? The scavengers there want to lick the moss off the wall!"

"I'll give you 10 chips! All the members of the black snake mercenary corps are unharmed!"

"The odds are too high. It's hard to guarantee that they won't make their own game... I press them to die."

Although the black snake mercenary regiment is not the most famous in Stonehenge, and their leader pritt is by no means a top strongman, it depends on who you compare with.

To deal with a group of hillbilles hiding in the northern suburbs eating garbage and scavengers who can't even get together a few iron pipe rifles, let alone the black snake mercenary regiment armed to the teeth, everyone sitting here has enough confidence to teach them how to be a man.

Few doubt that pritt and his brothers will win.

The only suspense, at most, is whether there will be casualties for the first time, and what is hidden under the Garden Street subway station.

Not only the idle people in Boulder are curious, but pritt's heart is also full of curiosity.

However, the employer didn't tell him much about the details of the task, but asked him to pay attention to the power armor in shelter 117 and a black suitcase.

Pritt really wanted to know why he didn't take them away since the employer knew the situation like the back of his hand, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

However, as a mercenary, he has no right to gossip about his employer, and has not even met his employer.

So far, he has received only two things from his employer - a deposit paid instead by an armed broker and a magnetic card to open the door.

Perhaps the employer will buy him a drink after the mission is successfully completed.

That's a big boss who can afford a ticket.

If only I had a chance to meet you.

"Teams a and B follow me forward, and team C sets up defense along the street to eliminate all survivors close to this area."

"Carl is staring upstairs. If he finds a target worth shooting, he is allowed to fire without exposing his position."

"Our position is only four kilometers away from their stronghold. A power armor plus more than a dozen lives is enough for them to go crazy."

"Make a quick decision, everyone move! Come on!"

On the street, there were 15 fragmented bodies lying on the ground, lying down with those killed eaters.

Pritt, who reloaded his rifle, made a clean forward gesture and personally pushed down the subway station with the other three members of team a.

Knowing in advance that the other party had awakeners of intuition, pritt took advantage of the arrangement of the survivors and deployed three teams 500 meters away.

At the moment when the fire medicine barrel exploded and the survivors rushed up with cold weapons, he immediately ordered three teams to fire and vent the fire in the gun chamber from three directions at the same time.

It was almost a one-sided massacre.

Those survivors with cold weapons and alien hand to hand combat have no power to fight back!

Except for a few people who hid in the subway station, the rest were either killed by random guns or bitten to death by the eaters.

It's a textbook surprise.

Everything went well and was not even worth celebrating.

Eight tactical flashlights lit up at the same time, illuminating the space in the subway station as if it were day.

The chapped concrete walls were covered with slime molds, and the dust was floating in the cold air, mixed with a rotten smell.

Where there are gnawing activities, you can see the traces of mutant slime molds.

The complex and diverse ecological environment on the waste soil provides it with a lot of nutrition. The remains and even excreta of all organisms may become a hotbed for its reproduction.

A. B there are eight people in the two teams.

Under the leadership of leader pritt, the party carefully pushed towards the direction of shelter 117. The muzzle of the gun erupted from time to time to harvest a few sporadic gnaws blocking the road.

Thanks to the efforts of these survivors for several days, they pushed from the security checkpoint to the edge of the platform with little effort.

The carriages were wedged together and almost blocked the tunnel. It can be seen that there seems to have been a very serious traffic accident here.

However, what happened more than 200 years ago has nothing to do with pritt and others.

The entrance to shelter 117 is in the middle of the tunnel.

They are only three hundred meters from the finish line.

Victory is at hand!

At the same time, it was anchored in the abandoned carriage beside the platform.

The three small players who survived by chance listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer, subconsciously held their breath and dared not breathe.

The light beam of the flashlight shone into the carriage from the platform and almost swept close to their scalp. Fortunately, it was not found. After searching for the flashlight for a while, it swept to the front of the car.

The sudden sound of gunfire strained the nerves of the three small players.

However, the bullet did not come at them, but ran to the eaters wandering in the front of the carriage.

With the sound of the shell case falling and the eater falling to the ground, the hurried footsteps and lights stepped into the next compartment, and then passed through the broken shell and into the tunnel.

Listening to the footsteps farther and farther away, the three finally breathed a sigh.

Wiped the sweat from his forehead, the mole leaning against the carriage couldn't help whispering.

"Mosquito, what sequence did you say?"

"Agile!"

"Shit, why are you agile?"

"I heard that the agile department runs fast..."

"MMP, now, the three of us are agile here. Squatting in the subway is like a blind man," Zhang Hai scolded, covering the blood of his right hand. "Which of you has a bandage for me."

The mosquito and the mole looked at each other and saw that it was not as cute as usual.

"Why don't you just rush over and deliver it?"

"What valuable things can I put? I'll take them back for you at the moment."

Zhang Hai changed his hand and rolled his eyes.

"Fuck off, I haven't filed it yet. If I die here, I won't lose my progress today?"

Ignoring this guy, the mosquito looked at the mole.

"What's the matter now?"

The mole bit his teeth and was lost in thought.

"It's hard to do... These people are too well equipped, and we don't go out with good equipment. It must be a death to go out rashly."

The mosquito couldn't help saying.

"Then just look at them and cut off our task?"

Zhang Hai, who covered his ass to stop bleeding, suddenly came out.

"That's not necessarily."

They both looked at him and asked.

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Hai said with a smile.

"I've been familiar with this road for a long time. There's still a crawler hidden in it. I think that guy is not easy to deal with, so I don't care about it. If they go further, they must meet. As long as we sneak up, maybe we can pick up a leak."

The mosquito's eyes brightened, and even the mole couldn't help praising.

"That's a good idea."

However, before the voice fell, there was a shrill roar in front of the tunnel, followed by a loud explosion.

The three were stunned. They squatted and leaned out half their heads to look forward.

In front of the tunnel, flames were burning.

I saw a mercenary squatting in the middle of the tunnel with a rocket launcher on his shoulder, and not far in front of him was the climber!

The faces of the three changed.

"Shit..."

"Day, they even have rocket launchers?!"

Zhang Hai, who covered his ass, was stunned and talked in pieces.

"It's over. It's over."

If even the climbers can't stop them——

However, at this time, the VM of mosquitoes and moles was shocked at the same time.

They hurriedly opened the screen, and almost at the moment of looking at the screen, their faces were almost surprised and unbelievable surprises.

Zhang Hai has no VM and has been there curiously.

"What's the situation? Show me... Sleeping trough?!"

I saw a line of task pop-up windows hanging in the screen.

[reward task: red name reward]

[Note: a group of unscrupulous people secretly attacked and brutally killed our companions. Their location has been marked in the map, and the image information has been updated in the taskbar. Take them, life or death!]

[reward: 200 silver coins and 200 contributions for each goal]

Seeing the reward, Zhang Hai wanted to poke his eyes into the screen.

200 silver coins!?

This, this is the world of the strong?!

……

Garden Street subway station entrance.

Lambert, with a light machine gun, glanced at the pile of bodies on the ground, looked at the cold street in the distance, and took a deep breath slowly.

At this time, the voice of teammates came from the communication channel.

"Shit... It's too quiet here."

"After all, it's winter. It snowed just now."

"Did you say those people would come?"

"Maybe, maybe not. I hope they'd better not die. Everything is going up in this damn weather. Bullets are not cheap."

Lambert didn't speak.

Although he agrees with this sentence, it seems impossible not to fight.

A dozen lives.

It's nothing for Boulder City, but for the Hicks in the northern suburbs, the death of so many young adults is enough to make them lose their mind.

When we retreat later, I'm afraid there will be a bloody battle.

Just then, Carl's voice came from the communication channel.

"... team C, the suspected hostile target is approaching you."

"Orientation?"

"Due north... No, wait... There is a team not only in the north, but also in the West." Carl's voice continued with a trace of surprise. "They seem to be divided into three or four groups. You'd better be careful. These people are highly organized. Although their equipment is not very good, they are more than a little better than the rookies we just cleaned up."

"Can you determine the number of people?"

"About thirty."

Hearing that there were only thirty, the four members of group C who stayed on the surface were relieved.

The team leader said on the communication channel.

"Keep an eye on us. If there are high threat targets, kill them for us."

Carl replied.

"No problem, I'm watching. Be careful."

Just thirty.

Although a little more, it did not exceed their expectations.

The only surprise to Lambert was that these people responded faster than he thought.

It's at least four kilometers from Linghu Wetland Park.

With the complex traffic environment on the waste land, unless they rush here at the first time when the gun sounds, they can't enter Carl's vision so quickly.

Mobilize so many people in such a short time.

How did they do it?

……

Lambert could never figure it out.

More than a dozen players fell off the line. Chu Guang felt that the situation was wrong at the first time of the attack and immediately transferred the hummingbird UAV deployed at the outpost.

Chu Guang, who was planning the relocation of No. 81 steel plant, was furious when he looked at the crooked body on the ground.

Where's the dog!

Dare to touch my ruins?

Chu Guang threw a task mark on the map without saying a word. At the same time, he set a reward for all the targets tracked by the UAV!

At the same time, almost all players holding VM near the outpost received the pop-up window of the reward task.

Almost everyone stared at him.

A head of 200 silver and 200 tribute!

When the manager released the task, he really didn't press an extra 0?!

Refuge B2, Central Plaza.

The newly alive tail, holding Si Si, shook the VM in his hand excitedly and said.

"Si! Look at VM! This task is great, and the name is still red! Let's go and do it!"

Si Si, who was dragged around, looked somewhat listless.

"Ah Wei, are you sure? We've only lived for a few minutes."

"What's the matter? The tail doesn't feel good! Si, cheer up. You've been sleeping for three days!"

It's OK to sleep for three days.

Without a helmet, she didn't know how she survived these three days. She couldn't sleep with her eyes open at night. During the day, she felt like a person floating in the sky.

Looking at the energetic tail, Si Si sighed and said.

"I said you... Did you make a mistake which side is the real world?"

The tail said carelessly, "it doesn't matter! The real world is weak!"

Si Si: "

Greenhouse site.

When he was eating dry food, he suddenly jumped up as if he had found a new world.

"Lying trough, Fang Chang! Look at VM!"

"I see," staring at the VM screen, the square leader sitting on the ground rubbed his chin with his right hand and fell into meditation, "but it's strange why NPC has a red name?"

"Is this kind of thing important? A head is 200 silver." the wind's eyes are bright, and his right hand is hungry and thirsty.

"Indeed, we can't ignore this reward... By the way," the commander looked at night 10, "I remember you said in the group yesterday that when you went to watch the war over the mole, you found someone staring at them?"

Night ten scratched the back of the head.

"Well, I'm not sure. In fact, it was just a sudden feeling of being stared at by something."

The square long was silent for a while and suddenly nodded.

"Well, if my analysis is correct, maybe we may have missed a hidden branch line."

The three were stunned.

Especially at night ten.

"What, what do you mean?"

The chief thought, "nothing. I just feel that the people who stared at you yesterday are likely to be with the red name unit that attacked the mole today."

Night ten surprised: "shit, is this game so real?"

"It's just a speculation. I'm afraid only brother Guang knows what it is. In short, pay more attention to such clues in the future. Maybe there will be a big harvest."

With that, the square leader got up from the ground, reached out and picked up the mechanical composite bow leaning against the wall, hooked the bow string with his index finger and gently pulled it off like a warm-up.

"Let's go."

"The hunt is about to begin."

While they were chatting, a hundred people had taken over the task, more than half of them were LV5, and the number was still rising.

Thanks to the server, half the people went to the new map.

Otherwise, these twelve goals will be met.

I'm afraid I can't even get a mouthful of soup!