Chapter 204

Cattle and horses club group.

WC really has mosquitoes: "it's strange. Where have the dog managers gone? I haven't seen anyone all day during the day."

Lao Bai: "commander Fang, they've gone to do the task. It's estimated that they haven't been offline yet. Is it really good for you to say this in front of me? (squint smile)"

(the group member "WC really has mosquitoes" withdrew a message.)

WC really has mosquitoes: "Gan! They haven't been offline yet? Aren't the characters tired?"

If the characters in the game don't also need to sleep, I'm afraid many people in the game will stay online 24 hours a day.

Lao Bai: "it seems that someone is sleeping on a shift change. I saw Fang Chang on the forum just now."

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes: "speaking of, did you see the post posted by a Guang on the official website? Version 1.0 seems to be going out of the guild system. Shall we set up a trade union at that time?"

WC really has mosquitoes: "do you need to ask? We have to do it! The battle professional players and life professional players of t0 echelon are in our group. If we work together, isn't it invincible! (show your teeth)"

Night 10: "if you don't understand, ask, is that t0 echelon life professional player you're talking about yourself? (funny)"

WC really has mosquitoes: "Gan! Do you despise goblin technology? (angry)"

Night ten: "I don't, I'm not, I dare not. (funny)"

Scrambled egg with tomato: "(squint)"

Lao Bai: "ha ha, don't black mosquitoes. Some of his gadgets are still very strong. I really don't have to be able to do them. By the way, why did you come down at night ten? Has the task been completed?"

Night 10: "it's done. We're on the way back. We're taking turns to ride bicycles. I was riding a bike just now. Now I'm carrying me in the strong wind. I slept on his back for a while. Brother quit smoking hasn't mastered the secret of going offline. I'm probably dawdling. I just washed my face and waited for a meal to change my class in the strong wind."

I didn't cheat Lao Bai into the team before. I shouted to quit smoking at night 10.

The bicycle produced by No. 81 iron and steel plant has a large frame, which is more than enough for two people. Four people and two bicycles can be exchanged.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes: "what task are you doing?"

Night 10: "investigation! Another group of people came to our north, about 6 trucks and 5 machine gun pickups welded with steel plates. Their equipment is obviously better than that of the group we met last night. They are probably the direct troops of the bone chewing tribe. They walked around the experimental base twice before they went up. At this time, they are probably angry. I seem to have heard several gunshots. (funny) ”

Lao Bai: "ha ha, the fuel rods and supplies are taken away, and those that can't be taken away are burned. If I were them, they would be angry!"

WC really has mosquitoes: "don't deviate. What do you say about the guild? We have to think of a better name?"

Night ten: "do you still need to ask? (funny)"

Lao Bai: "there's really no need to ask. (laughter)"

The name of cattle and Horse Club, together with "waste land ol", has become an urban legend in the single game circle.

It would be too wasteful for the guild not to call it that name.

……

"Shit! Zhennima!"

The residents of the shelter inquired. Looking at the reward from the blind box, Chu Guang couldn't help swearing.

There is no power armor.

The results are as follows:

Two lollipops, three therapeutic needles, and an active substance extractor.

Chu Guangleng didn't understand what kind of weapon the active substance extractor was.

Is it because active substances can be produced to make clones? Then clone is a consumable classified under the weapon door?

The indirect relationship is too long!

Chu Guang thinks that if this logic can be established, bionic man should also be regarded as a weapon.

After all, it can be used as a human bomb and cannon fodder on the line. Being captured can also consume the enemy's physical strength. What is this not a weapon?

So

Can you give me a smoke?

"Forget it, it's not bad to have another active substance extractor."

In the past, when there were dozens of players, one person might not die a week. Now the number of players has increased, and the strategy of the underground world of Qingquan city has been launched. There is a "natural" staff reduction every three or five times. The active substance extractor basically hasn't stopped since it was started, and it runs at full load every day.

Chu Guang calculated that ignoring the time of filler reclaiming, it can produce 1 ~ 3 units of active substances per hour.

If the myxomycetes are heterogeneous, the recovery speed will be much slower than that of mammals, and the output per hour is 0.9 ~ 1.5 units.

At the same time, the integrity, water content, temperature, decay degree and other factors of the material will have an impact on the recovery amount and recovery speed.

Chu Guang thought for a moment and made a decision.

"The new active substance extractor should be deployed outside the B3 layer."

This also saves the need to cut and pack heterogeneous corpses and send them to the surface for refining.

Chu Guang had already taken refuge 404 as his home.

Taking those bloody things home made him feel a little diaphragmatic.

……

Level B3 of shelter 404.

Two guards carried a black painted "big coffin" one after another and walked out through the gear shaped gate.

Outside the gate is an underground tunnel not marked on the map, which is connected to the subway network of Qingquan city and extends in the direction outside Qingquan city. I don't know where it leads.

At present, the players' strategy progress is about 1km north and 800m south. Due to the existence of the mother nest in Qingquan city center, it will be a little more difficult to go to the city center, even if it is far from the city center.

The construction team of the outpost built a checkpoint here with cement, bricks and sandbags.

Two guards stand guard in shifts in the inspection station, responsible for issuing tasks to the shelter residents, but also preventing these residents from bringing some strange things back to the shelter or attracting some difficult aliens.

Although there has been no accident so far, the manager has equipped here with a machine gun and 300 machine bullets, as well as a simple 12KW wood generator and four searchlights.

In addition, there are two iron fist rocket launchers in the sentry, which are placed in a locked wooden box, and the key is kept by the captain on duty.

It's like a small bunker here.

Even if you meet a tyrant, you can hold on for a minute or two and close the door of the shelter.

The black "big coffin" was carried into the checkpoint and placed next to the generator. The young new guard straightened up and wiped his sweat.

Watching the officer pull out a wire from the generator and connect it to this strange device, he couldn't help asking curiously.

"Sir, what is this box for?"

Liu Ding, who clapped his hands, glanced at the recruit, grinned and said.

"You don't want to know."

While talking, two shelter residents came over carrying a black gnawing eater.

"We just saw the task update!"

"Can the gnawing body be recycled?"

After taking a look at the subtitles on VM, Liu Ding looked at them solemnly according to the instructions of the manager, nodded and explained the monologue according to the script with a non-standard accent.

"Yes, respected warriors, I'll leave it to you."

With a happy expression, the two players walked forward happily, skillfully opened the cover of the active substance extractor, and threw in the body they began to set.

They are already mature small players.

Can produce and synthesize their own raw materials!

The elf Wang Fugui wiped the sweat on his forehead, stared at the active substance extractor that began to work, and couldn't help asking.

"How many resurrection coins can this thing produce a day?"

The canyon is at large, replied the mole.

"It's said that one hour... But the synthetic efficiency of the eater is very low, and the specific output is not clear."

"Gan! That's all?"

"No way. I heard that mammalian synthesis efficiency will be higher."

The elf Wang Fugui suddenly moved in his heart and asked.

"You say... How much can a living person squeeze out?"

The mole glanced at him as the canyon was at large.

"I haven't tried. Why don't you lie in and try?"

"Are you the devil???"

Liu Ding took a look at VM. There was no subtitle on it. I think these people should not be talking to themselves.

The young guard on one side looked at these warriors with a long face.

When you can be as strong and brave as them, just fight with those terrible aliens alone

……

The east gate of the outpost.

About 100 meters away from the ditch in front of the wall, the tribal people are walking towards the Linghu Lake in the West with buckets under the snow in the sunrise.

The new day starts with water.

Now in December, the surface of Linghu lake has frozen, and people can even run on the shore. They need to chisel out the lake before they can get the fresh water they need.

If you are lucky, you may get two fish breathing through the ice.

Some time ago, a new fleeing tribe settled here, and the scattered ethnic groups also found here one after another. The originally sparsely populated village was also much more lively.

However, although the two tribes are located next to each other and only separated by a path, they are not completely integrated to form the same village.

Even if they are friendly, they have even become two new couples recently. The two sides have a tacit understanding to maintain a certain distance, neither too distant nor too close.

The new tribal leader inserted a spear at the door of his settlement as the tribal totem.

Seeing this, Wu tieax also followed suit. He found a wooden stake and put it at the gate of the settlement, on which he inserted an axe.

So the two tribes, frost spear and iron axe, were born.

Walking outside the base with rifles on their backs, the two guards stopped at the east gate for a while, looked at the village where the people fell, and chatted casually.

"It's getting more and more lively near the base recently."

"Yes."

"It's said that among the newcomers to the guard recently, two are tribal people?"

"There's such a thing. I remember two black and thin boys. I don't know whether they have reached the age of sixteen. I'm really worried that they went to the battlefield and were scared to pee their pants by bullets flying over the trenches."

It's no joke if you wet your pants in this terrible weather. Maybe you'll be in danger.

"Is there going to be a war recently?"

"Probably. I heard from the brothers who came back last night that they fought with the people of the bone chewing tribe more than ten kilometers away. Rockets whizzed in the sky and killed many people!"

Speaking of the war, although it makes people frown, none of the boys in the guard team is afraid.

After all, even strong enemies like the Legion have been defeated by them, not to mention a group of barbarians like Mao drinking blood?

They have no doubt that the wise and powerful managers can lead them to victory, and those hyenas and jackals who dare to show their fangs to them will be crushed under the hammer of justice!

Just then, a young guard trotted over from a distance.

"We need people in the North! You should help us if you are not busy now."

The two patrolling guards looked cold and grabbed the rifle straps.

"We're patrolling. What's going on in the north?"

Seeing their nervous expressions, the young guard immediately smiled and said.

"Don't be nervous. It's not the looters. It's the booty! Last night's action, we dragged the booty to Changchang farm. Now some of them have been sent to the north gate of Wetland Park. The truck can't enter the park. We need to find some strong people to help move and unload."

Hearing this, the two men breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed their hands holding the rifle strap.

"I'll inform the warehouse keeper. You wait a minute."

The handling task is published by the warehouse administrator, who has no permission to publish the task.

The young guard nodded in spirit.

"Well, there aren't many people, just about 10!"

In the war last night, more than 30 tons of grain, as well as a large number of Legion weapons, bullets and even shells were seized from the marauders!

Some of the supplies were left on the long-term farm, and the other was dragged to the outpost.

At this moment, on the square in the center of the sanatorium, brown, who had just got up, reached out and rubbed his sour eyebrows, and couldn't help yawning.

All night yesterday, the aerial images seen from VM always appeared in his dream over and over, so that he didn't sleep all night.

"Oh, our old landlord got up so early."

Hearing the voice from behind, brown subconsciously turned back and saw the man who spoke to him. Three cracks were wrinkled on his eyebrows.

"Your mouth is still so smelly. It's hard for you to live until now."

The owl holding his arms didn't take this sentence to heart, and squeezed out a smile with a little sarcasm from his scar face.

"Don't get me wrong. I don't mean any harm. Let's get down to business. How are you thinking?"

Brown lifted his chin slightly.

"I refuse to comment until I hear about the specific relocation plan."

Relocation plan?

What else does this thing need.

"You're still so difficult to understand... Let's get it straight. I'm going to move there."

For this childish remark, brown sneered and replied without salt.

"Is this your idea alone or the idea of all the survivors in highway town?"

The owl shrugged.

"It doesn't matter. I'll convince them."

"With what persuasion."

"We are not the opponents of those marauders, and Stonehenge doesn't care, let alone our life and death. If we don't unite, we will be broken one by one."

Brown couldn't help laughing at his naive speech.

"Can you guarantee that those blue coats will ensure your safety? Even if they have that ability, can you guarantee that they will not throw you as cannon fodder to the front line to consume the bullets of the predators."

To be honest, although Brown hopes that this group of suddenly rising blue coats can solve the trouble getting closer and closer to the north, otherwise he won't be here.

But his plan is that the blue coats can organize a coalition force to appear at their door when necessary to deal with the Raiders with them.

For this, he can pay a little price, whether it's food or something else.

However, brown never thought that the blue coats proposed a plan to let all of them move here.

It's ridiculous!

If you really do this, it will undoubtedly mean losing everything you have now!

If you have to run, why not run to a safer Boulder City?

It's obviously more civilized!

The army is stronger!

It's much safer than here!

Just as they were holding their own views, there was a commotion at the north gate.

A group of shelter residents dragged wooden and iron trailers to bring in bundles of grain from the outside.

Roughly speaking, there are at least ten tons of grain.

It happened that doru came out of the sanatorium and rubbed his eyes before he woke up.

Staring at the carts of grain transported to the warehouse from the north gate, his mung bean eyes stared into the size of coins, and he couldn't help muttering.

"Where did so much food come from?!"

Everyone is hungry for the winter. Why does your family have so much food!

"It's probably those marauders." Du Conglin, wearing a hunter's hat, came out of the door of the sanatorium with a mixed expression on his face.

Fortunately, the strength of these blue coats is very strong. From these spoils, at least the dark video was not produced by P. they did fight with the predators and won!

However, the worry is that judging from the quantity of these grains, the number of predators staring at the northern suburb of Qingquan city is probably not small!

Tens of thousands of kilograms of grain are transported to the granary by carts, and those that can't be put can only be stacked in temporary sheds.

So many rations have to be transported several times by truck. It doesn't seem to be prepared for one or two hundred people!

As we all know, those marauders don't farm, at least not themselves.

I can collect so much food. I'm afraid there are many broken families along the way

Coming out of the guest room one after another, representatives from other survivors' settlements in the northern suburbs looked at the shelter residents who were busy carrying booty. Their faces had their own wonderful expressions.

Some are envious, some are worried, and some are indecisive.

Just then, a man wearing power armor came out of the front door of the sanatorium.

After removing the power armor mask, Chu Guang looked at the nearest strange survivor and said in a friendly tone.

"How was your rest last night?"

Du Conglin, from CHENFENG community, said modestly when he heard the Lord talking to him.

"Thank you for your hospitality. I slept well last night."

"That's good."

With a faint smile, Chu Guang paused for a moment, looked at the representatives of other survivor settlements around him and continued.

"Everyone happens to be here."

"Then please follow me."

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(before 11:00 in the next chapter!)