Chapter 1081

Pluto, with his team of seven people, shuttled through the dark forest. After he landed, he was not even sure where he lived at night, so he was assigned a mission. Commander Smith asked him to conduct a forward reconnaissance to prevent the landing site from being attacked by Xinhua forces.

it is said that the whole west coast is covered by new Chinese game player. The EU's large-scale landing is a blind eye for them. Colonel Smith hopes to build an early warning line twenty kilometers away from the port.

For teams like Pluto, commander Smith sent out a total of 50 players and 400 players, which is almost all the players currently landing in his port.

Pluto doesn't know why the lieutenant colonel is so cautious. After all, there are only 200 Xinhua people here. Even if you add the Maoists and Africans, they have enough self-protection ability.

"They must have been bullied by Xinhua people this year, and they can hardly afford to buy pants." "Look at the look in their eyes when they see us bringing supplies, it's like seeing strippers who don't want money!" one EU player muttered

After a miserable journey on the sea, he finally set foot on the land again, and before he got used to his down-to-earth feeling, he was driven into this damned jungle, full of big trees, vines, and disgusting insects.

Well, the latter one is not.

"Be careful!" Pluto reached out and clenched his fist. He felt that the forest was a little too quiet. There was no sound at all, as if there were no living things except them.

Pluto has been trained in jungle warfare and has been in jungles all over the world. No forest is so dead.

When the players are quiet, it highlights the quietness around them. Apart from their breath, they can't hear any other sound, not even the wind blowing through the leaves.

Pluto set up the boundary formation, and then sent his encounter to lieutenant colonel Smith. They were half of the local people. Pluto didn't feel that he was weak. Prudence was always better than recklessness.

"It seems that you are deep enough." Colonel Smith quickly replied to Pluto's message: "you're not in a dangerous situation. It may have been polluted by chaos in the previous days."

A more detailed explanation is that Pluto's team is standing in the place where Malfurion, the corrupt tree man, once passed by. All life here has been swallowed up by it, and the breath of terror left behind is enough to keep any creature living in the black forest away from it.

"If you don't mind, this kind of place is actually a good rest area. You don't need to prevent animals and insects. It saves a lot of things." "The only trouble, commander Smith concluded," is that everyone knows that, and maybe you'll meet a less friendly native. "

For EU players, there are obviously no friendly indigenous forces in the far south. They are either hostile to all outsiders or have already reached a cooperation with new Chinese players.

Pluto didn't know if he would venture to camp here. After a few weeks on the boat, a dry, warm, hard ground baked by fire was the most comfortable bed.

He only hesitated for a few seconds before compromising. After all, he is a fighter of level 11, and his teammates are no less than level 8 professionals. As an eight person team, they are not only reasonably matched in occupation, but also experienced and well equipped.

Pluto considered that the aborigines that the new Chinese players could conquer could not pose a threat to them: "camp on the spot, we'll rest here for a whole day!"

"That's great. I haven't dried my feet on the boat!" Several EU players almost instantly sat on the ground: "I feel like I'm getting moldy. I'm going to have a bonfire, cook some hot soup, bake a few slices of bread, and I'm going to vomit those damn fast food meals!"

"Put on your shoes, damn it, my holiday was ruined by you!" Another EU player simply lay on the ground, pillow on his chest armor: "this smell is chemical weapons level!"

A large group of EU players relaxed. Pluto frowned and didn't stop them. Instead, they sent two men to guard nearby and change shifts every two hours.

The big guys are tired out. Life on the boat is not very easy. In addition, people are not adapted to the special geographical environment and climate in the far south. Pluto himself is against throwing them into the black forest, but Lieutenant Colonel Smith insists on doing so.

As if the Xinhua people would call in the next second, Pluto felt that they might have been frightened by the Xinhua people and felt that they could do anything.

How can they react so quickly? It's not a reality here. The satellites of new China are hanging in the sky to monitor the whole world. This is far south. This is the magic world. No matter how powerful they are, they can only be a group of low-level players with an average level of six or seven.

In the old world, players of this level are just qualified to receive tasks from the mercenary guild, and have the strength to walk in the dark corners of big cities without fear of being beaten.

How in the far south, they became the local tyrants who were turned pale by people?"Ah A scream broke Pluto's meditation. The player who had just taken off his shoes put a sharp sword in his foot and nailed it into the ground.

Not far from them, the trunk of a big tree was shaking, showing the location of the previous attackers. Pluto was unable to confirm the number of enemies around him. He did not dare to rush after them, so he could only take care of the wounded.

"Damn it, it's a metal arrow with barbed characteristics. It can't be pulled out, it can only be sawed off." An EU player who served as a military doctor in reality took a look at the injury and sympathized with the wounded: "some of you have suffered, man. They are on purpose. This kind of arrow is to make you suffer more."

"I guess the attacker couldn't stand his bad smell, so he was chosen as the target of attack!" Another EU player's words made everyone laugh.

They have a tacit understanding of the division of warning, to ensure that there is no dead corner in the field of vision, the armed warriors protect several archers, while the soldiers are searching for the traces of the enemy.

"We met a sneak attack. It should be a Ranger. The attacker was a woman and he was very light." Pluto was sure to report the news to lieutenant colonel Smith: "do you have any useful information to tell me?"

"Yes, you should meet Amazon people. The black forest is just like their back garden." "Watch out for their javelin, it's more lethal," commander Smith warned

When! A javelin was nailed to the trunk behind Pluto's hairline.

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