Under the rolling waves, a group of blue mutants with fish scales whizzed by the ocean currents. From a distance, it looked like a blue mudslide surging under the sea.
They used their howling to scare the alien species trying to approach, and used harpoons to open up the road ahead, heading west along the coastline, and then south.
Under the guidance of the will of the ancestors, they had been drifting for a whole week, and had only rested a few times in the middle. When they were hungry, they would catch some sea fish, shellfish or seaweed to satisfy their hunger. Wherever they passed, they were like locusts passing through the border, and they were in a turbid mess.
However, even though they were hungry, their morale still did not decrease at all, and the desire to fight burned in their pupils became increasingly high.
Temporary hunger was just to make a living for the upcoming banquet, and they would soon be able to have a full meal under the gift of their ancestors and enjoy the wailing and howling of their prey.
Seeing that he was about to arrive at his destination, the leading mutant suddenly thrust upwards, and stepped on the current to stop swimming forward.
Card!
The blue-skinned mutants following him scattered one after another, and thousands of people stood on the rocky seabed, like a ghostly seaweed forest.
Boat!
It opened its mouth and let out a shrill scream, looked up at the front, then looked at the direction of the coastline on the right with an undecided view.
The priests predicted that the human village was in their northwest direction, but several kilometers westward, two more cargo ships were sailing straight towards their direction.
It raised its chest, took a sip of the cold sea water, and a string of dense bubbles rolled out from its cheeks.
It seemed that it smelled something, and a bloodthirsty light gradually emanated from its eyes.
people!
Livestock!
many!!!
Soon it was not just him, but thousands of turbid pupils were stamped with the bloodthirsty light and the desire for killing.
It seemed as if it felt the boiling desire for killing in its bloodline, and it let out a shrill roar at its opening.
Sink them!
The hoarse whistle was like blowing the horn of attack, and in response to it were cheers and screams like crushing shells.
Kaka!
Thousands of blue-skinned mutants rushed forward like seahorses that broke away from their reins.
The mutant carrying a torpedo took the lead and left the team first, inserted the firecracker as thick as a bucket into the bottom of the seabed, and then pulled out the lead.
A string of dense bubbles floated upwards, and the blue-skinned mutant covered his ears and kicked his legs, running away from the torpedo that was ready to go.
Accompanied by a muffled sound, a thick and long white bubble column rushed towards the sea, and hit the cargo ship in front with a huge torpedo.
This civilian cargo ship was not equipped with professional underwater sonar, and the people on the ship did not sense the attack from underwater at all, and just got hit hard without knowing it.
The explosion shock wave made the entire cargo ship move forward suddenly. As the milky white bubbles dissipated, a sagging inward appeared on one side of the bow of the ship, and several unlucky humans even fell into the water.
Looking at the slowly overturning cargo ship, a group of blue-skinned mutants screamed excitedly, tapping the shield made of turtle shells or the reefs beside them with weapons, like a group of savages who were knocking on knives and forks waiting for a meal to eat.
As they expected, as the cargo ship slowly tilted, more and more crew members jumped into the sea like dumplings.
And that huge number completely exceeded the expectations of all the mutants present.
Usually, they had sunk a ship, which would have at most twenty or thirty prey.
Now, just one cargo ship has dropped a hundred prey, and the number is still increasing.
The mutants seemed to see heaven, and their turbid pupils suddenly showed green light.
Praise ancestors!
Before he could thank his ancestors for their gifts, the blue-skinned mutant, who was leading, spit out a bubble in his mouth, made a strange scream of excitement, and then rushed forward with a harpoon.
kill!
Under its leadership, the mutants lurking at the bottom of the sea kicked out their legs, and took the guys in their hands and rushed towards the group of chickens that fell into the water.
It's like a wolve rushing into the flock of sheep!
kill!!!
Before the Imperial soldiers who were floating on the sea and choking on the water had recovered from what happened, they were pierced through their chests by harpoons and crossbow guns.
The sea surface was stained with blood, and it was a shocking hideous.
Screams and howlings rose and fell with the waves on the sea, like hell on earth.
In just a few breaths, nearly a hundred people died!The rest of the people who survived by chance had no idea what had happened, so they could only dig to the shore with no life.
Obviously, for the Imperial soldiers who first stepped out of the Bharat Province, these blue-skinned monsters were still a little ahead of the version.
And the same is true for those mutant people who are feasting on.
The human flavor of these ingredients comes with their own seasonings is also quite unique, completely different from the ones they eat.
But it doesn't matter.
There is no difference for them who have been hungry for a week. At this moment, they just want to enjoy this banquet of death and killing indulge!
The soldiers of Xilan Empire who had not jumped off the ship had seen clearly what was swimming in the water, and their faces were filled with horror.
Those blue skins look like the jackets of the shelter residents.
They are like humans, like fish, and they are not fish. They are waving harpoons, sticks, and even fishing nets in their hands, making sharp and shrill screams and laughter, and quickly harvesting one life after another that falls into the water.
In just a few breaths, corpses were floating everywhere on the sea, and every wave patted on the strings of the boat was covered with a shocking scarlet red.
What's even more terrifying is that those monsters don't seem satisfied with simply executing their opponents.
They sometimes pulled the soldiers who fell into the water from the water, and before they could breathe, they pressed them into the water until they were exhausted and dying, and stopped struggling, and finally cut their throats and enjoy their flesh and blood.
Listening to the wailing of the soldiers in the water, the soldiers who had not had time to dive on the side of the ship were pale, their eyes were filled with fear and at a loss.
They either yell at the people who fell into the water, trying to pull them onto the sinking cargo ship, or lift a rifle to fire at the surging waves and throw grenades into the water.
Unfortunately, everything is in vain and has no effect at all...
Just as Mogave was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, he suddenly saw the captain named Dijang and several of his personal guards were dragging a kayak and trotting out of the cabin.
While the mutants were still feasting in the sea and had no time to pay attention to them, they threw the kayak into the sea without saying a word and rowed towards the shore with all their might.
Seeing the hope of survival, Mogave rushed into the cabin and found that there were still several spare rubber boats and wooden boats lying in the corner of the cabin.
Knowing that his strength was not enough, he did not drag these survival tools out immediately, but instead ran back to the deck with an idea and shouted at the guys who had not yet entered the water because he couldn't swim.
There are lifeboats in the cabin!
Drag them out quickly!
Hearing his call, everyone rushed forward and snatched out the life-saving straws, and he took the opportunity to get into one, but he escaped before the cargo ship completely sank.
The sea was in chaos, and from time to time, there were deathly howlings and fighting hard to resist.
Looking at the small boats and even bathtubs passing by above their heads, the soldiers who fell into the water reached out in despair to try to grab something.
However, most of the only dozen small boats were filled with stuff, and they could not accommodate the nearly 1,000 people who fell into the water.
Some merciful and ruthless people still couldn't bear to kill their compatriots when they saw familiar faces. They acquiesced to push their hands on the side of the ship, and would not stop them as long as they didn't get on the ship.
Some ruthless guys ignored the friendship of their compatriots. Seeing the speed of rushing to the shore being dragged down, they all called up the stock, bayonets and even the soles of their boots, just to get rid of these burdens and get ashore faster so that they can survive.
Seeing this scene of purgatory on earth, Mogave was frightened and curled up on the boat, afraid that these people would throw themselves down and replace those compatriots who fell into the water to come up.
However, what surprised him was that those fierce guys did not do so.
Perhaps because these days the people standing next to him are all big shots, these low-ranking wolf tribesmen also love the house and the silence of the foreigner who was tied up as some big shot.
In short, thanks to these people's ignorance, he left the water full of blood and death without any danger, and stranded on the shore with the boat.
He climbed out of the boat with all his strength, and he rolled forward for more than ten meters, rolling and lying on the muddy beach, gasping for breath, and his face covered in mud was filled with horror.
At this time, he heard a familiar voice coming from the side and immediately looked over.
I saw a wet man limping to the shore with a Ripper rifle with shocking scars on his shoulder.
The man was Singh, the guards under Captain Achim, and he was also the one who immediately responded to the command of the thousand-man.
Unexpectedly, he was still alive!
Mogave couldn't help but write a hint of surprise on his face.
Especially when he heard the guy's first words after he got ashore, he almost fell off his chin.
...Damn it, these blue gobiaoshes were put on a trick!Singer gritted his teeth and cursed on the beach with bloody saliva.
These are the things that are not moral!
Unexpectedly, those blue gophers looked honest on the surface, and were very sinister and cunning behind their backs. They had long seen through the Empire's plan!
But it's good...
Since the power of those blue ghosts is restrained on the sea, the defense on the shore must be empty, and land happens to be the home court of the Xilan Empire.
As long as you can reorganize the troops that fled to the shore, even if you only have one or two teams of 100 people, you will be able to fulfill your mission to take down the French Fries Port!
Seeing that the abnormal-minded guy walked towards him, Mogave quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, but within two seconds, he was pulled from the ground with his collar.
stand up!I know you are not dead!
Mogave opened his eyes tremblingly, and before he could fully wake up, he saw the distorted face like an evil ghost.
Large, adults...
Singer stared at him with a ferocious look and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth.
Take me to the Alliance camp!immediately!
Mogave opened his mouth wide, glanced at the soldiers lying on the beach like dead dogs, and then at the guy holding his collar. He was about to ask him, are you crazy, but he was dislocated because his mouth was so wide that he couldn't speak.
Fortunately, he doesn't need to speak anymore.
Just less than two seconds after Singer finished speaking, a gunshot came from the forest in the distance.
That's the sound of the Ripper's rifle!
At the same time as the gunshot rang out, raindrops sounded across the beach and forest, and the fierce firefighting was about to break out!
Singer immediately let go of his hand and threw Mogave, who had just sat up halfway up, loaded his rifle in his hand, and shouted at the soldiers who were struggling to get up from the beach.
Get ready for the battle!
……
Time went back half an hour ago.
There was a dark silence on the beachhead on the northwest side of the French Fries Harbor.
If you don't get closer and look carefully, you will probably not be able to see the helmets hidden behind the sandbags and pits, and the barrels hidden under the camouflage net.
At first, there were fifty people guarding the position. They changed shifts several times in the middle, and by the evening there were still about thirty left.
Lying next to a fixed cyclone grenade launcher, a player wearing an exoskeleton couldn't help but yawn and muttered in a low voice.
Damn, have those mutants traveled to Antarctica?
Why didn't there be any signs in the long run?
It's already 8 o'clock in the evening of this game, and it's time to get up and have breakfast in reality.
Another player squatting next to him made a helpless expression.
Who knows, even the mutant is not sure if it comes up, so maybe a few crabs will come up.
When the man who was yawning when he heard the crabs were eating, he immediately became energetic and swallowed.
That's not pretty good, just add a meal.
puff
The player who hadn't spoken around almost couldn't hold back his laughter and his shoulders kept shaking.
Seeing that the discipline of these newcomers became more and more casual, the captain who had been staring at the beach finally couldn't stand it anymore, and reached out to pat the back of the silly silly head who was holding his smile.
All are so quiet!She smiled like a fool, afraid that others wouldn't know there was someone here?
What if those guys hear that there are people here and don’t come from this beach?
Then how could he get the blame?
The player who was hit on the helmet smiled embarrassedly, and everyone felt embarrassed, restrained themselves and put their attention back to their respective positions.
At this time, a head with a haystack was poked out from the fox pit next to it.
I vaguely heard someone calling his name, and the player looked here in a daze.
Captain, you call me?
Team leader: …
This time it was not just the guy with a low laugh, but the newcomers were burying their heads and shaking their shoulders.
The guy with low laughter was even more direct, and he knocked his head on the sandbag and simply went offline and laughed.
Looking at the Hanzi who was protruding his head, the team leader was about to scold him when a serious voice came from the communication channel.
Position No. 4, what's going on with you?
Hearing the superior's inquiry, the team leader looked solemn, glared at the retracted haystack, and quickly lowered his voice to report.
Report, there is no situation yet!
Killing Dagger: ...Received, keep on guard. We will change shifts in a few minutes. Brothers, hold on.
The captain replied awkwardly.
yes.
There are not many old players in French Fries Port. Most of them are players with levels between level 10 and level 20, and some are prospective newcomers who just passed level 10 to try their luck. It is normal for them to be a little stunned occasionally.
The game atmosphere of "Wasteland OL" has always been OK. Most old players are more tolerant of Cute's new attitude, after all, this is how everyone comes here.
The quietness on the position has returned to its height, in sharp contrast to the ebb and flow of tides near Chi Chi.
However, looking at the quiet and peaceful waves, Fang Chang holding the telescope couldn't help but frown, with a worried expression on his face.
It's been two hours since night time.
Do you really have to wait until the afternoon?
Or is the so-called attack just because he thought too much?
... Could it be that it is not coming?
Just as Fang Chang was muttering in his heart, the sound of sesame paste suddenly came from the communication channel.
...This is the investigation team. We heard gunshots here, which came from the sea in the southwest direction of ours.
Gunshot?
Hearing the report, Fang Chang felt excited and immediately opened the VM map without saying a word.
However, when he saw the green dot flashing on the west side of the camp, he was slightly stunned.
Going west?
Where has this gone?
In just one second when he was stunned, a communication request suddenly popped up in the VM screen, this time it was sent by Chen Jianhong, the captain of the Dolphin.
He ordered Sesame paste to be on standby nearby. Chief Fang immediately pressed the answer button, and Captain Chen's voice came quickly.
...Our sensors detected two consecutive explosions in the waters near you. I'm not sure if you noticed that you were in any trouble?
Fang Chang frowned slightly.
explode?We didn't see anything here, but someone heard the gunshots. Can you tell the general direction of the explosion?
Chen Jianhong: On the east side of us, on yours...uh, it should be about five kilometers west side, I will send you the coordinates.
Fang Chang: Received, you will continue to remain silent and do not contact us for the time being unless necessary.
Chen Jianhong: Understand.
After hanging up the communication, Fang Chang cut back to the VM map and soon saw the coordinates synchronized from the Dolphin.
The estimated explosion equivalent is even included.
The two twinkling question marks were five kilometers west of the French Fries Port, and they were almost stuck to the shore of the north shore of the strait, so they were stunned for a long time.
Good guy.
Are these mutants planning to play tactics with themselves?
But it's useless to circumn west...
The Burning Corps and Jungle Corps are located on the high ground on the northwest side of the camp. The surrounding area is open and the view is unobstructed. In conjunction with the agility and perception players' recruitment and reporting points, a few machine guns and mortars can drive the beasts to death on the beach, but there is still some hope to come from the dock directly south.
Although only a little bit.
It happened that at this time, the murder dagger, which had just handed over the defense zone with the shifting friendly troops, was walking towards this side.
Before the guy could speak, Fang Chang immediately looked at him and said.
Kill the dagger, take people to the west to take a look.
The Killing Dagger was stunned for a moment, and he held back his questions about whether those mutants should come or not, and looked at him in confusion.
West?where?
An explosion occurred in the waters about five kilometers westward. I have updated the approximate coordinates on your map, just walk west along the coastline.
While speaking, Fang Chang pointed at the screen with his index finger and had completed the editing of the task path.
Seeing Elder Fang's serious expression, the killing dagger suddenly felt energetic, and the boredom on his face was wiped out.
receive!
After responding, he hurriedly ran to the team members who had just disbanded and reorganized the team with a team of more than 30 people.
Brothers are here to live!Follow your dad to the west and take you to the world!
As soon as they heard that they were working, the listless people the previous second suddenly became excited. They picked up the guy and followed the boss in the thirty level. While walking outside the position, they started to ask questions.
Boss!Who is the enemy?
Is it a mutant?
I heard it's blue!
Is the lost material valuable?
Look at the way these newcomers have never seen the world before, and the murderous dagger smiled.
By chance, he had never seen it before.
But it doesn't matter, you'll see it right away.
Don’t talk so much nonsense. Two explosions occurred five kilometers west of our position. No matter what they came, we will make those idiots regret coming to us for trouble!
After rushing along the edge of the rainforest, the group finally arrived near the coordinates and saw the group of guys climbing ashore in a mess on the beach.
Seeing the group of wet guys in the distance, I didn't need to ask about the murderous dagger, and I had already guessed the story in my heart.
These guys probably passed by the Strait, but by chance they bumped into the mutant who came to trouble them.
This luck is so amazing!
After all, conscience prevailed. Khabi refused to laugh out loud and shouted to the beach not far away.
The fellow villager in front!Leave from the shore quickly, we are here to save you!
He climbed to the shore with a look of embarrassment and heard the shouts from the forest. Di Rang was instantly alert, his eyes shot towards the jungle near Chi Chi, and he raised the rifle in his hand.
who!
The Killing Dagger shouted again: We are from the Alliance!
alliance!?
Hearing this word, Di Rang's face changed suddenly, and he roared and opened the security of the rifle.
It's the alliance!
Get ready for the battle!
The guard standing next to him reacted faster than him. He raised the rifle in his hand and shot the black woods, then covered the captain next to him.
He was startled by the gunshot. The murderous dagger saw the bullets fly to his side. He thought that the guys had gone fire, so he shouted quickly.
Damn, we are humans, we are mutants, not me, please see clearly and close the insurance
However, the group didn't listen to what he said.
Before he could finish his voice, another gunshot was heard. This time the bullet flew in accordance with his voice and hit the trunk next to him.
As if he had received an order, gunfire sounded crackling on the beach.
The number of people of forty or fifty who rushed to the shore opened fire and quickly spread to both sides.
They either lie down on the spot and dig out the fox pits, or roll to the back of the reef to find cover. Regardless of their embarrassment, they took offensive postures to fight fire to suppress the players in the forest.
The various gunfires were fired by the Ripper rifle, as well as Legion-style Blade Assault Rifle and Pu-9 Charge.
This time, Killing Dao understood that these guys were not trying to get out of trouble, but were deliberately coming to find them.
More and more soldiers who fell into the water swam on the shore or landed on a small boat that escaped. One or two were like landing on the beach. No matter who was chasing them, they didn't even slap the mud on their pants, and they beat the shore in a slam.
The Killing Dagger, who was originally planning to pull them, was furious and too lazy to care about any misunderstandings.
Both of these guys were carrying guns, with ammunition bags rolled up behind them, and were carrying engineer shovels on their waists. It would be too far-fetched to say that they were passing people.
He is not a good person at first glance!
Seeing that more and more people were coming ashore, there were one or two hundred people, the killing dagger immediately shouted at the brothers of more than thirty behind him.
Oh shit!
Not only are these 2Bs unhappy, they also dare to fire at us!
Beat him hard!
They used their howling to scare the alien species trying to approach, and used harpoons to open up the road ahead, heading west along the coastline, and then south.
Under the guidance of the will of the ancestors, they had been drifting for a whole week, and had only rested a few times in the middle. When they were hungry, they would catch some sea fish, shellfish or seaweed to satisfy their hunger. Wherever they passed, they were like locusts passing through the border, and they were in a turbid mess.
However, even though they were hungry, their morale still did not decrease at all, and the desire to fight burned in their pupils became increasingly high.
Temporary hunger was just to make a living for the upcoming banquet, and they would soon be able to have a full meal under the gift of their ancestors and enjoy the wailing and howling of their prey.
Seeing that he was about to arrive at his destination, the leading mutant suddenly thrust upwards, and stepped on the current to stop swimming forward.
Card!
The blue-skinned mutants following him scattered one after another, and thousands of people stood on the rocky seabed, like a ghostly seaweed forest.
Boat!
It opened its mouth and let out a shrill scream, looked up at the front, then looked at the direction of the coastline on the right with an undecided view.
The priests predicted that the human village was in their northwest direction, but several kilometers westward, two more cargo ships were sailing straight towards their direction.
It raised its chest, took a sip of the cold sea water, and a string of dense bubbles rolled out from its cheeks.
It seemed that it smelled something, and a bloodthirsty light gradually emanated from its eyes.
people!
Livestock!
many!!!
Soon it was not just him, but thousands of turbid pupils were stamped with the bloodthirsty light and the desire for killing.
It seemed as if it felt the boiling desire for killing in its bloodline, and it let out a shrill roar at its opening.
Sink them!
The hoarse whistle was like blowing the horn of attack, and in response to it were cheers and screams like crushing shells.
Kaka!
Thousands of blue-skinned mutants rushed forward like seahorses that broke away from their reins.
The mutant carrying a torpedo took the lead and left the team first, inserted the firecracker as thick as a bucket into the bottom of the seabed, and then pulled out the lead.
A string of dense bubbles floated upwards, and the blue-skinned mutant covered his ears and kicked his legs, running away from the torpedo that was ready to go.
Accompanied by a muffled sound, a thick and long white bubble column rushed towards the sea, and hit the cargo ship in front with a huge torpedo.
This civilian cargo ship was not equipped with professional underwater sonar, and the people on the ship did not sense the attack from underwater at all, and just got hit hard without knowing it.
The explosion shock wave made the entire cargo ship move forward suddenly. As the milky white bubbles dissipated, a sagging inward appeared on one side of the bow of the ship, and several unlucky humans even fell into the water.
Looking at the slowly overturning cargo ship, a group of blue-skinned mutants screamed excitedly, tapping the shield made of turtle shells or the reefs beside them with weapons, like a group of savages who were knocking on knives and forks waiting for a meal to eat.
As they expected, as the cargo ship slowly tilted, more and more crew members jumped into the sea like dumplings.
And that huge number completely exceeded the expectations of all the mutants present.
Usually, they had sunk a ship, which would have at most twenty or thirty prey.
Now, just one cargo ship has dropped a hundred prey, and the number is still increasing.
The mutants seemed to see heaven, and their turbid pupils suddenly showed green light.
Praise ancestors!
Before he could thank his ancestors for their gifts, the blue-skinned mutant, who was leading, spit out a bubble in his mouth, made a strange scream of excitement, and then rushed forward with a harpoon.
kill!
Under its leadership, the mutants lurking at the bottom of the sea kicked out their legs, and took the guys in their hands and rushed towards the group of chickens that fell into the water.
It's like a wolve rushing into the flock of sheep!
kill!!!
Before the Imperial soldiers who were floating on the sea and choking on the water had recovered from what happened, they were pierced through their chests by harpoons and crossbow guns.
The sea surface was stained with blood, and it was a shocking hideous.
Screams and howlings rose and fell with the waves on the sea, like hell on earth.
In just a few breaths, nearly a hundred people died!The rest of the people who survived by chance had no idea what had happened, so they could only dig to the shore with no life.
Obviously, for the Imperial soldiers who first stepped out of the Bharat Province, these blue-skinned monsters were still a little ahead of the version.
And the same is true for those mutant people who are feasting on.
The human flavor of these ingredients comes with their own seasonings is also quite unique, completely different from the ones they eat.
But it doesn't matter.
There is no difference for them who have been hungry for a week. At this moment, they just want to enjoy this banquet of death and killing indulge!
The soldiers of Xilan Empire who had not jumped off the ship had seen clearly what was swimming in the water, and their faces were filled with horror.
Those blue skins look like the jackets of the shelter residents.
They are like humans, like fish, and they are not fish. They are waving harpoons, sticks, and even fishing nets in their hands, making sharp and shrill screams and laughter, and quickly harvesting one life after another that falls into the water.
In just a few breaths, corpses were floating everywhere on the sea, and every wave patted on the strings of the boat was covered with a shocking scarlet red.
What's even more terrifying is that those monsters don't seem satisfied with simply executing their opponents.
They sometimes pulled the soldiers who fell into the water from the water, and before they could breathe, they pressed them into the water until they were exhausted and dying, and stopped struggling, and finally cut their throats and enjoy their flesh and blood.
Listening to the wailing of the soldiers in the water, the soldiers who had not had time to dive on the side of the ship were pale, their eyes were filled with fear and at a loss.
They either yell at the people who fell into the water, trying to pull them onto the sinking cargo ship, or lift a rifle to fire at the surging waves and throw grenades into the water.
Unfortunately, everything is in vain and has no effect at all...
Just as Mogave was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, he suddenly saw the captain named Dijang and several of his personal guards were dragging a kayak and trotting out of the cabin.
While the mutants were still feasting in the sea and had no time to pay attention to them, they threw the kayak into the sea without saying a word and rowed towards the shore with all their might.
Seeing the hope of survival, Mogave rushed into the cabin and found that there were still several spare rubber boats and wooden boats lying in the corner of the cabin.
Knowing that his strength was not enough, he did not drag these survival tools out immediately, but instead ran back to the deck with an idea and shouted at the guys who had not yet entered the water because he couldn't swim.
There are lifeboats in the cabin!
Drag them out quickly!
Hearing his call, everyone rushed forward and snatched out the life-saving straws, and he took the opportunity to get into one, but he escaped before the cargo ship completely sank.
The sea was in chaos, and from time to time, there were deathly howlings and fighting hard to resist.
Looking at the small boats and even bathtubs passing by above their heads, the soldiers who fell into the water reached out in despair to try to grab something.
However, most of the only dozen small boats were filled with stuff, and they could not accommodate the nearly 1,000 people who fell into the water.
Some merciful and ruthless people still couldn't bear to kill their compatriots when they saw familiar faces. They acquiesced to push their hands on the side of the ship, and would not stop them as long as they didn't get on the ship.
Some ruthless guys ignored the friendship of their compatriots. Seeing the speed of rushing to the shore being dragged down, they all called up the stock, bayonets and even the soles of their boots, just to get rid of these burdens and get ashore faster so that they can survive.
Seeing this scene of purgatory on earth, Mogave was frightened and curled up on the boat, afraid that these people would throw themselves down and replace those compatriots who fell into the water to come up.
However, what surprised him was that those fierce guys did not do so.
Perhaps because these days the people standing next to him are all big shots, these low-ranking wolf tribesmen also love the house and the silence of the foreigner who was tied up as some big shot.
In short, thanks to these people's ignorance, he left the water full of blood and death without any danger, and stranded on the shore with the boat.
He climbed out of the boat with all his strength, and he rolled forward for more than ten meters, rolling and lying on the muddy beach, gasping for breath, and his face covered in mud was filled with horror.
At this time, he heard a familiar voice coming from the side and immediately looked over.
I saw a wet man limping to the shore with a Ripper rifle with shocking scars on his shoulder.
The man was Singh, the guards under Captain Achim, and he was also the one who immediately responded to the command of the thousand-man.
Unexpectedly, he was still alive!
Mogave couldn't help but write a hint of surprise on his face.
Especially when he heard the guy's first words after he got ashore, he almost fell off his chin.
...Damn it, these blue gobiaoshes were put on a trick!Singer gritted his teeth and cursed on the beach with bloody saliva.
These are the things that are not moral!
Unexpectedly, those blue gophers looked honest on the surface, and were very sinister and cunning behind their backs. They had long seen through the Empire's plan!
But it's good...
Since the power of those blue ghosts is restrained on the sea, the defense on the shore must be empty, and land happens to be the home court of the Xilan Empire.
As long as you can reorganize the troops that fled to the shore, even if you only have one or two teams of 100 people, you will be able to fulfill your mission to take down the French Fries Port!
Seeing that the abnormal-minded guy walked towards him, Mogave quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, but within two seconds, he was pulled from the ground with his collar.
stand up!I know you are not dead!
Mogave opened his eyes tremblingly, and before he could fully wake up, he saw the distorted face like an evil ghost.
Large, adults...
Singer stared at him with a ferocious look and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth.
Take me to the Alliance camp!immediately!
Mogave opened his mouth wide, glanced at the soldiers lying on the beach like dead dogs, and then at the guy holding his collar. He was about to ask him, are you crazy, but he was dislocated because his mouth was so wide that he couldn't speak.
Fortunately, he doesn't need to speak anymore.
Just less than two seconds after Singer finished speaking, a gunshot came from the forest in the distance.
That's the sound of the Ripper's rifle!
At the same time as the gunshot rang out, raindrops sounded across the beach and forest, and the fierce firefighting was about to break out!
Singer immediately let go of his hand and threw Mogave, who had just sat up halfway up, loaded his rifle in his hand, and shouted at the soldiers who were struggling to get up from the beach.
Get ready for the battle!
……
Time went back half an hour ago.
There was a dark silence on the beachhead on the northwest side of the French Fries Harbor.
If you don't get closer and look carefully, you will probably not be able to see the helmets hidden behind the sandbags and pits, and the barrels hidden under the camouflage net.
At first, there were fifty people guarding the position. They changed shifts several times in the middle, and by the evening there were still about thirty left.
Lying next to a fixed cyclone grenade launcher, a player wearing an exoskeleton couldn't help but yawn and muttered in a low voice.
Damn, have those mutants traveled to Antarctica?
Why didn't there be any signs in the long run?
It's already 8 o'clock in the evening of this game, and it's time to get up and have breakfast in reality.
Another player squatting next to him made a helpless expression.
Who knows, even the mutant is not sure if it comes up, so maybe a few crabs will come up.
When the man who was yawning when he heard the crabs were eating, he immediately became energetic and swallowed.
That's not pretty good, just add a meal.
puff
The player who hadn't spoken around almost couldn't hold back his laughter and his shoulders kept shaking.
Seeing that the discipline of these newcomers became more and more casual, the captain who had been staring at the beach finally couldn't stand it anymore, and reached out to pat the back of the silly silly head who was holding his smile.
All are so quiet!She smiled like a fool, afraid that others wouldn't know there was someone here?
What if those guys hear that there are people here and don’t come from this beach?
Then how could he get the blame?
The player who was hit on the helmet smiled embarrassedly, and everyone felt embarrassed, restrained themselves and put their attention back to their respective positions.
At this time, a head with a haystack was poked out from the fox pit next to it.
I vaguely heard someone calling his name, and the player looked here in a daze.
Captain, you call me?
Team leader: …
This time it was not just the guy with a low laugh, but the newcomers were burying their heads and shaking their shoulders.
The guy with low laughter was even more direct, and he knocked his head on the sandbag and simply went offline and laughed.
Looking at the Hanzi who was protruding his head, the team leader was about to scold him when a serious voice came from the communication channel.
Position No. 4, what's going on with you?
Hearing the superior's inquiry, the team leader looked solemn, glared at the retracted haystack, and quickly lowered his voice to report.
Report, there is no situation yet!
Killing Dagger: ...Received, keep on guard. We will change shifts in a few minutes. Brothers, hold on.
The captain replied awkwardly.
yes.
There are not many old players in French Fries Port. Most of them are players with levels between level 10 and level 20, and some are prospective newcomers who just passed level 10 to try their luck. It is normal for them to be a little stunned occasionally.
The game atmosphere of "Wasteland OL" has always been OK. Most old players are more tolerant of Cute's new attitude, after all, this is how everyone comes here.
The quietness on the position has returned to its height, in sharp contrast to the ebb and flow of tides near Chi Chi.
However, looking at the quiet and peaceful waves, Fang Chang holding the telescope couldn't help but frown, with a worried expression on his face.
It's been two hours since night time.
Do you really have to wait until the afternoon?
Or is the so-called attack just because he thought too much?
... Could it be that it is not coming?
Just as Fang Chang was muttering in his heart, the sound of sesame paste suddenly came from the communication channel.
...This is the investigation team. We heard gunshots here, which came from the sea in the southwest direction of ours.
Gunshot?
Hearing the report, Fang Chang felt excited and immediately opened the VM map without saying a word.
However, when he saw the green dot flashing on the west side of the camp, he was slightly stunned.
Going west?
Where has this gone?
In just one second when he was stunned, a communication request suddenly popped up in the VM screen, this time it was sent by Chen Jianhong, the captain of the Dolphin.
He ordered Sesame paste to be on standby nearby. Chief Fang immediately pressed the answer button, and Captain Chen's voice came quickly.
...Our sensors detected two consecutive explosions in the waters near you. I'm not sure if you noticed that you were in any trouble?
Fang Chang frowned slightly.
explode?We didn't see anything here, but someone heard the gunshots. Can you tell the general direction of the explosion?
Chen Jianhong: On the east side of us, on yours...uh, it should be about five kilometers west side, I will send you the coordinates.
Fang Chang: Received, you will continue to remain silent and do not contact us for the time being unless necessary.
Chen Jianhong: Understand.
After hanging up the communication, Fang Chang cut back to the VM map and soon saw the coordinates synchronized from the Dolphin.
The estimated explosion equivalent is even included.
The two twinkling question marks were five kilometers west of the French Fries Port, and they were almost stuck to the shore of the north shore of the strait, so they were stunned for a long time.
Good guy.
Are these mutants planning to play tactics with themselves?
But it's useless to circumn west...
The Burning Corps and Jungle Corps are located on the high ground on the northwest side of the camp. The surrounding area is open and the view is unobstructed. In conjunction with the agility and perception players' recruitment and reporting points, a few machine guns and mortars can drive the beasts to death on the beach, but there is still some hope to come from the dock directly south.
Although only a little bit.
It happened that at this time, the murder dagger, which had just handed over the defense zone with the shifting friendly troops, was walking towards this side.
Before the guy could speak, Fang Chang immediately looked at him and said.
Kill the dagger, take people to the west to take a look.
The Killing Dagger was stunned for a moment, and he held back his questions about whether those mutants should come or not, and looked at him in confusion.
West?where?
An explosion occurred in the waters about five kilometers westward. I have updated the approximate coordinates on your map, just walk west along the coastline.
While speaking, Fang Chang pointed at the screen with his index finger and had completed the editing of the task path.
Seeing Elder Fang's serious expression, the killing dagger suddenly felt energetic, and the boredom on his face was wiped out.
receive!
After responding, he hurriedly ran to the team members who had just disbanded and reorganized the team with a team of more than 30 people.
Brothers are here to live!Follow your dad to the west and take you to the world!
As soon as they heard that they were working, the listless people the previous second suddenly became excited. They picked up the guy and followed the boss in the thirty level. While walking outside the position, they started to ask questions.
Boss!Who is the enemy?
Is it a mutant?
I heard it's blue!
Is the lost material valuable?
Look at the way these newcomers have never seen the world before, and the murderous dagger smiled.
By chance, he had never seen it before.
But it doesn't matter, you'll see it right away.
Don’t talk so much nonsense. Two explosions occurred five kilometers west of our position. No matter what they came, we will make those idiots regret coming to us for trouble!
After rushing along the edge of the rainforest, the group finally arrived near the coordinates and saw the group of guys climbing ashore in a mess on the beach.
Seeing the group of wet guys in the distance, I didn't need to ask about the murderous dagger, and I had already guessed the story in my heart.
These guys probably passed by the Strait, but by chance they bumped into the mutant who came to trouble them.
This luck is so amazing!
After all, conscience prevailed. Khabi refused to laugh out loud and shouted to the beach not far away.
The fellow villager in front!Leave from the shore quickly, we are here to save you!
He climbed to the shore with a look of embarrassment and heard the shouts from the forest. Di Rang was instantly alert, his eyes shot towards the jungle near Chi Chi, and he raised the rifle in his hand.
who!
The Killing Dagger shouted again: We are from the Alliance!
alliance!?
Hearing this word, Di Rang's face changed suddenly, and he roared and opened the security of the rifle.
It's the alliance!
Get ready for the battle!
The guard standing next to him reacted faster than him. He raised the rifle in his hand and shot the black woods, then covered the captain next to him.
He was startled by the gunshot. The murderous dagger saw the bullets fly to his side. He thought that the guys had gone fire, so he shouted quickly.
Damn, we are humans, we are mutants, not me, please see clearly and close the insurance
However, the group didn't listen to what he said.
Before he could finish his voice, another gunshot was heard. This time the bullet flew in accordance with his voice and hit the trunk next to him.
As if he had received an order, gunfire sounded crackling on the beach.
The number of people of forty or fifty who rushed to the shore opened fire and quickly spread to both sides.
They either lie down on the spot and dig out the fox pits, or roll to the back of the reef to find cover. Regardless of their embarrassment, they took offensive postures to fight fire to suppress the players in the forest.
The various gunfires were fired by the Ripper rifle, as well as Legion-style Blade Assault Rifle and Pu-9 Charge.
This time, Killing Dao understood that these guys were not trying to get out of trouble, but were deliberately coming to find them.
More and more soldiers who fell into the water swam on the shore or landed on a small boat that escaped. One or two were like landing on the beach. No matter who was chasing them, they didn't even slap the mud on their pants, and they beat the shore in a slam.
The Killing Dagger, who was originally planning to pull them, was furious and too lazy to care about any misunderstandings.
Both of these guys were carrying guns, with ammunition bags rolled up behind them, and were carrying engineer shovels on their waists. It would be too far-fetched to say that they were passing people.
He is not a good person at first glance!
Seeing that more and more people were coming ashore, there were one or two hundred people, the killing dagger immediately shouted at the brothers of more than thirty behind him.
Oh shit!
Not only are these 2Bs unhappy, they also dare to fire at us!
Beat him hard!
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