In the spacious caves, the dark red smoke filled with the sour smell of rottenness, and strange monsters chanted and yelled.
They are huge in size, amazing in number, and have a wide variety of types, and vary in shape and function.Some have strong and powerful one-arms growing on their chests, while others have many hands and feet, like centipedes.
The only thing in common is that most of them are covered with pustules, and their limbs are rotten and sores.
The dark red smoke was like it was squeezed out of the pustules, and the huge mosquitoes and flies lingering around them seemed to grow from there, surrounded them intimately like their offspring.
These maverick mutants call themselves plague monks, believe in the ubiquitous and omnipotent plague and regard it as treasures.
Rather than saying that these guys are mutants, they are stitch monsters born after countless mutants are broken up and rearranged and combined, which are completely separated from the scope of the concept of human beings.
This is even more true for the monster surrounded by those babbling cries.
Its name is Sodo, and it is the prophet of the plague monks and the leader of the Bloodhoof clan.
Its body is even fatter than Ou Long of the Rock Axe clan. Its two heads share three eyes, and the long horns growing from the skull are embedded with rusty bells, making an ominous ding-bell sound as it shakes its head.
The bloated body and sparse hair make it look like a sick plague pig. With that kind smile, it looks indescribable.
In front of it was a pot of bubbled dark red soup filled with pus squeezed out of its pus bubble.
There was obviously no fire at the bottom of the pot, but the bubbles kept coming out, and dark red smoke cracked, just like boiling boiling water.But it's not water that boils, but some evil pathogen.
It calls it original soup.
As the mother who gave birth to the virus or gift, Soduo used a wooden spoon to scoop up a scoop of pus and sneered at the singing tribesmen.
The mutants who were covered in pus let out cheerful moans, some shouted excitedly, and the pleasant and twisted expression was as if they had received blessings from the gods.
Compared to those happy madmen, the short men who shuttle between the big guys' legs are much more pragmatic.
These goblins and mutant children scrambled to crawl on the ground, licking the original soup given by the prophet in a crazi manner, just like a delicious dish.
Some goblins began to mutate, and their bodies swelled into a ball as if they were foaming.
Some of them curled up into a ball and seemed to become even smaller, so small that they could hardly recognize their original appearance, and then their bodies began to tear and were quickly eaten by their peers.
Whether it is the cubs of the big guys or the short innate goblins, the surviving guys have become those plague monks who spread plagues and join the chorus cheering for new life and death.
The feeder holding a large basket of flesh-red fungi in his hand squeezed in from the entrance of the cave and splashed the dirty flesh-red fungi at the crowded believers.
The new plague monks rushed up like wolves and tigers, rushing to stuff the organic matter into their mouths, filling their hungry stomach bags, and drawing nutrients needed for growth and development.
Just as the babbling and the sound of burping, the bloody and chaotic party was endless, and spreading the lesions like a plague.
Very satisfied with the newly born batch of works, Soduo nodded with satisfaction, then picked a larger pustule from his body, and began to create the next pot of soup.
However, at this moment, a commotion came from the entrance of the cave, and more than a dozen humans stripped of their equipment were carried in.
Among them are men and women, most of them are seriously injured and fall into coma.There were also a few people awake, looking at everything in the cave, with obvious fear on their faces.
He grabbed one of the necks of one of them, three meters tall, with six arms, and grinned evilly, raised his longest arm high, showing off the struggling antelope in his hand.
These guys were Alpha teams trying to sneak into the cave. After eating two brains, they figured out the full plans of these little mice.
Bathed in the cheers of the plague monks, it stared at the prophet intently, with admiration and desire for reward in its eyes.
Human things!Transparent!I thought we couldn't see it!Hahaha!
A loving smile appeared on Sodo's face.
However, in the eyes of the Alpha Task Force member, the smile was as terrifying as the demon described in the faith of the old era.
His face showed horror, but because his throat was pinched tightly, he couldn't make any sound, so he could only watch as he brought him to the disgusting guy.
Sodo stared at his eyes, and suddenly his bloated belly cracked a crack. Intestines as thick as buckets wrapped around him like twisting earthworms, and pulled him into his stomach.
The last trace of residual consciousness seemed to hear the sound of bone breakage, and then his consciousness fell into darkness and turned into Sodo's burp.
Looking at the captain who was swallowed alive and the rest of the awakened team members, fear and despair were all revealed on their faces.
Without hesitation, he poured a can of Yuan Tang on the brave man who brought the prisoners. Sodo looked at the prisoners at the entrance of the cave and continued to shout.
Take it to the hatching pool!
Dedicated to the great Lord of Plague!Thank you for giving us evolution!
The sound was like ten thousand cicadas shaking their wings together, and the rustling sound continued to echo in the empty and dark cave.
Oh oh oh!
The monsters twisted their wild limbs, and their excited shouts shook the earth, as if even the mountains were shaking.
The members of the Alpha Mobile Task Force struggled to resist, but were eventually forced to drag to the place called the hatchery.
It was a bottomless abyss, with a faint bloody red in the darkness, just like an extinguished volcanic pit.
The dark red mist that filled the mountains seemed to be coming from there.
There were several wooden cranes on the edge of the abyss, with iron chains wrapped around the winch, and a string of iron barrels tied to the end of the chain, with flesh-red mushroom blocks remaining on it.
A female team member was pale, her lips were purple, and she murmured with trembling.
...Maternal Nest.
It turned out to be the mother nest of mutant slime!
She must bring the news back!
However, here is underground at a depth of unknown amount, and there are even rocks pressing outside that are unknown amount of meters thick, and ordinary electromagnetic wave signals cannot be transmitted at all.
not to mention
They are now unable to protect themselves if they fall into their opponents.
Offer sacrifices to the great plague Lord!
The plague monk who brought her here muttered solemnly, and then threw her down the abyss.
She felt a warm current passing through her body, as if she was thrown into a hot embrace.Then the consciousness disappeared in the darkness that could not be seen directly like a kite with a broken string...
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At the same time, on the hillside on the south side of Duanbian Mountain.
A group of soldiers wearing gas masks and fully armed soldiers stood on the position like statues, staring at the blood-filled peaks in the distance.
The blood mountain was like a long halberd falling from the sky, splitting the eighty-mile mountain road in half from the middle.
Alpha 13 team lost contact...the package failed to be delivered to the scheduled location and no explosion was detected.
It is judged that all the members were killed.
Plan C13 failed, Plan B14 started... Action.
receive.
The C13 scheme was a stealth team equipped with optical camouflage to place explosives deep inside the cave, and collapsed some caves, thereby destroying the fortifications built by the mutants in the mountain.
Obviously, the plan has expired.
Even in order to figure out the cause of the failure and to formulate a more careful offensive plan, they must recover the bodies of soldiers from the 13th Squadron and go deep into the cave to grasp more battlefield situations.
The silent exchange ended, and the soldiers waiting halfway up the mountain left the trenches in unison and lined up in a team of ten people to head towards the direction of Blood Mountain.
Unlike the 13th Squadron.
Equipped with heavy exoskeletons and electromagnetic weapons, they are the backbone of Task Force Alpha, and they usually serve as the spearhead of offense on the battlefield, and are specifically responsible for clearing dangerous targets that the academy's exploration team cannot solve.
At the same time, deafening sounds came from afar, and two 902mm train cannons spewed out flames, pushing several bore-fired rockets carrying the warhead of the thousand-pound cloud explosion bombs into the sky.
After more than a dozen breaths, harsh howlings penetrated the thin clouds in the sky and burst into red clouds in an instant.
The scorching flames were like magma falling from the sky, almost swallowing up the entire mountain area and instantly draining the oxygen within a few kilometers.
The strange red mist lingering on the peak of Blood Mountain was blown away completely.
It turns out that in the face of sufficient equivalent, all monsters and monsters are just paper tigers.
Of course, the concept of offense and defense is always relative, and the premise of everything is sufficient.
A little landslide occurred on the mountain peak, and large pieces of stone rolled from the top of the three thousand meters high to the foot of the mountain, but the entire mountain still stood there motionlessly.
Even the rising heat looked like the whole mountain was roasted.
In a few minutes, the coalition forces poured at least ten 902mm heavy rocket extended-range missiles into the Xueshan area.
This shell that was enough to fill five cars almost washed all the places that could be washed, and even an ant would not be left.
Meanwhile, two 100-man squadrons of Task Force Alpha have been pushed to the front line.
Following them, there were a total of 200 quadrotor drones hanging with shellless rifles and grenade launchers.
Unlike the Alliance drones, the academy's drones are not only closer to the sci-fi style, but also have various integrated functions.
At the same time as the drone attack formation unfolded, brilliant lights and shadows suddenly appeared under the drone, forming colorful portraits.
General Lium, who was watching the battle on the Loyal airship, looked straight, and thought it was a black technology such as instant movement.
But he soon realized that this thing was just a holographic projection, and the soldiers who appeared out of thin air were not real guys, so he sat back on the chair.
Oh, pretend to be a ghost.
He mocked disdainfully, but a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.
To be honest, this holographic image has become so realistic that it is fake.
If the drone and the dummy fire at the same time, it is hard to say whether the soldiers on the front line will be deceived by those disguised targets, thus distracting the fire.
Even if you see through those illusory targets, it is useless to see through the disguise of holographic images. After all, those drones themselves are covers for Alpha Task Force members.
If the drones that could not carry much ammunition fired, they would hit the slugs in the swamp.
If these guys were fighting fire as imaginary enemies, the most serious situation his soldiers would face would probably not distinguish between authenticity between drones and optical disguises, but to identify the real target among a group of dummies and a few real people.
This is true from a tactical level.
When it comes to the strategic level, the officers under his command may not face less trouble than those of the soldiers fighting on the front line.
Although the academy did not show it in this battle, according to Lium's judgment, since they can use holographic light and shadow to provide tactical cover for front-line combat troops, there is no reason not to achieve the strategic obstacle method.
For example, they can use a few drones to disguise themselves as a non-existent force, thus forming strategic fraud.
The slugs in the swamps may not be good at large-scale battlefields, but their intrigue skills are among the best in the wasteland.
The more Lium thought about it, the more frightened he became, and even sweated.
He secretly made up his mind that when the battle is over, he must write a report carefully and tell the situation here about Triumph City.
The guys in the north are not as weak as they look, and they may even be much harder to deal with as Ideal City’s bucket...
Just when Lium was secretly frightened, the college's Alpha Mobile Task Force had already attacked the hillside of Blood Mountain.
After being hit by the unreasonable bombardment before, the mutants on Blood Mountain seemed to be frustrated and hurried in the cave and refused to come out at all.
Of course, it may also be that they planned to put the battlefield in caves and tunnels that cannot be reached by supporting firepower, and use the advantages of the terrain to deal with the invaders.
The soldiers of the Alpha Task Force did not talk nonsense with them. The vanguard was the first to enter the entrance of the cave halfway up the mountain under the cover of drones and holographic light and shadow.
Almost the same time they entered the hole, the battle broke out instantly!
The flashing flames at the muzzle lit up the dark cave into daylight. The tracer of bullets drawn by bullets was not deep into the cave, and the fires and shrapnel of the explosion of the grenades were constantly harvesting the lives of the mutants.
These mutants’ ugly distorted appearance makes their scalp tingling, but that’s all.
Faced with the assault rifle and the dense firepower net opened by the Gauss rifle, the mutants who resisted with flesh and blood were beaten to retreat step by step, and could not even have a decent resistance.
Under the cover of optical camouflage, a team of four people broke through the defense of the Bloodhoof Clan with great force. They had already attacked two tunnels in a row and were still unscathed, and only five drones were destroyed.
Four small team members wearing gas masks opened fire silently while communicating silently in the communication channel.
Very smelly.
Too smelly.
Canned herring.
It's even more smelly than that.
...How did you smell it.
……？
The four of them immediately realized the seriousness of the problem, and their individual three-defense system was actually broken!
The stench that lingers in the cave is becoming more and more obvious, and the stench brings not only a strong sense of nausea, but also a mental trance and unnatural hallucinations.
They are affiliated with the Science and Technology Commission, which do install some prosthetics and plug-ins to improve physical functions, but that is just to improve combat efficiency. They can be removed after death or after retirement to others for continued use.
And they themselves are not rich enough to customize a bionic immune system like college researchers or corporate residents.
Realizing that he might have been infected with Nago mycelium or something similar, the team leader immediately issued an order to retreat.
However, just as their offensive paused, the mutants of the Blood-hoofed clan suddenly showed their ferocious fangs.
They can see that the phantoms constructed by optical camouflage are actually the disguise of the group of human things in front of them.
This is understandable, after all, they are also disguising themselves.
Not only did they pretend to be weak and bullied, they even lay on the ground and pretended to be dead.
Looking at the guys who got up from the ground, the captain with three teammates was shocked and couldn't help but sank.
The chance of survival was less than 13%. He immediately made a judgment and transmitted the battle videos saved on the brain chip to one of the drones and set up an automatic return.
Almost at the same time he completed this operation, an ugly monster stepped out from the front of the passage.
It has a fat body, a silly eyes, a cracked belly like a big mouth, and a circle of fat intestines exposed outside, like a mop dragged on the ground, even blocking two short feet.
In the Bloodhoof Clan, it is just one of the plague monks, one of the believers of the plague Lord, and the slave of the prophet Sodo.
It was holding a big gun with a weird shape in its hand, without armor on its body, but it looked like a severely injured scar everywhere, so that the four Alphas could not analyze its weakness for a moment...
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The battle on the front line is still ongoing.
At this moment, on the Broken Blade Mountain in the distance, a group of Willant people were watching the battle situation on the front line.
General Mo Delin, the commander of the 310,000th Army team, held a telescope in his hand and stared at the direction halfway up the mountain of Xueshan.
Everything seemed to be going well on the front line.
However, what made him frown slightly was that the red mist that had been dispelled by the cloud explosion seemed to have gradually returned...
The adjutant standing next to him couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth and whispered.
So what is the significance of their long list of numbered combat plans?In the end, it's not the same as us.
Even the artillery that projected heavy firepower was sent by the Southern Legion.
General Modlin remained silent, but just stared at the front line in silence.
I heard that the academy's combat plan has a total of dozens of G, and the action number alone has written a catalog of more than ten pages, and the preparation is quite sufficient.
Not to mention his adjutant, even he was very curious about what was written on the information of those dozen G.
Unfortunately, the academy did not intend to disclose the combat plan, and only submitted the plan to the Supreme Command of the Alliance, which is Chu Guang's side on the premise of confidentiality.
It is precisely because of this that he could only use his eyes to confirm what the academy was planning to use.
This is a rare opportunity to understand the opponent, and he doesn't want to miss it simply.
Coincidentally, on the top of Duanbian Mountain, the commander of the Storm Corps, Quanshui, was staring at the direction of the front line just like him.
Unlike General Modlin's NPC, as a player, he can see the full content of the Alpha Task Force combat plan on the official website forum of the Wasteland OL.
But the thing made him confused even to the point of confusion.
It’s not that the people in the academy don’t speak human language or the description is too abstract.
But on the contrary, they wrote it in too detailed!
These guys have conducted classified statistics on each mutant on Blood Mountain, and analyzed their attack methods and weakness information through battlefield analysis AI.
Not only that, based on these statistics, they even made meticulous designs on what tactics and equipment used by mutants of different body shapes, weights and characteristics encountered by front-line combat soldiers.
The entire dozens of G of information is like a tiring game guide, and it even provides guidance on what kind of monsters you encounter and what skills you put on.
In fact, this behavior itself has no complaints. The pamphlets sent to soldiers by the army of various countries also mention some tips on the battlefield, requiring the recruits to remember to increase the chances of the recruits' survival on the battlefield...
However, no matter how it is, it is not as accurate as how many shots are shot at what kind of target.
The spring water commander couldn't even tell whether this was the unique formalism of the wandering swamp, or whether their commander really believed that such an overly lengthy plan could really come in handy.
However, considering that the soldiers of the Alpha Special Forces Mobile Team are equipped with bionic prosthetics like the enterprises and have received more professional training than the recruits in the enterprise, I think they may have their own understanding of combat.
Good guy... Do you need so much ammunition to fight such a mountain?
Standing next to the spring water, I ran to the front line to join in the fun, and couldn't help but complain.
Unlike Brother Quanshui who was paying attention, his attention was more on the 902mm heavy artillery round that he fired.
The fireworks were really exciting, but the firepower density was a bit too high.
After such a round of heavy artillery smashed down, he couldn't help but feel sorry for the ammunition he wasted for A Guang.
Commander Quanshui said with a frown.
If they can chew this position down, it will be worth it even if they doubled it.
The edge paddled with a strange look at him.
Do you think they can't beat it?
Let alone them, we are all in trouble.
Looking at the edge of a stunned expression, Commander Quanshui paused for a moment, looking at the blood mist that was again permeating the mountain, and continued with a serious expression.
...I always feel this way, it is probably not the "pseudo-maternity nest" we have seen in Jinchuan Province.
The so-called pseudo-maternity nest is the core of Naguo.
According to the study of the Kingdom of Heaven by alliance biologists, the thing is a Nago nest similar to a maternal nest made based on the mother nest in Qingquan City. Its main function is to dominate the Nago mycelium in the realm of heaven, urge it to release spores, and interfere with the will of the infected person.
Before the fourth stage of heaven enters the kingdom of heaven, as long as the Narco Nest is destroyed, the kingdom of heaven can be prevented from coming.
But this thing doesn't look like a Nago.
After all, in his impression, mutants can directly save the influence of Nago with their strong immune system, and they cannot be used as seedling beds for Nago mycelium to reproduce.
In other words, the Shifeng Mountain does not actually have the basis for descending to heaven.
But if those spores are produced by mutation mucus maternal colonies, everything is much more reasonable.
The expression of the edge paddling changed slightly.
You mean...is that thing a real guy?!
Commander Quanshui nodded, held up the telescope and continued to watch silently.
Every mother nest they encounter is almost different.
He had reason to believe that the guy in front of him was the same, he had his own understanding of evolution, and made a completely different choice on the road of evolution than Qingquan City's mother nest.
However, it sounds too incredible to be able to coexist with manic guys like mutants. How did two extremely aggressive things achieve peaceful coexistence?
And if his speculation is accurate, then the setting of this thing is too similar to Xiaoyu...
They are huge in size, amazing in number, and have a wide variety of types, and vary in shape and function.Some have strong and powerful one-arms growing on their chests, while others have many hands and feet, like centipedes.
The only thing in common is that most of them are covered with pustules, and their limbs are rotten and sores.
The dark red smoke was like it was squeezed out of the pustules, and the huge mosquitoes and flies lingering around them seemed to grow from there, surrounded them intimately like their offspring.
These maverick mutants call themselves plague monks, believe in the ubiquitous and omnipotent plague and regard it as treasures.
Rather than saying that these guys are mutants, they are stitch monsters born after countless mutants are broken up and rearranged and combined, which are completely separated from the scope of the concept of human beings.
This is even more true for the monster surrounded by those babbling cries.
Its name is Sodo, and it is the prophet of the plague monks and the leader of the Bloodhoof clan.
Its body is even fatter than Ou Long of the Rock Axe clan. Its two heads share three eyes, and the long horns growing from the skull are embedded with rusty bells, making an ominous ding-bell sound as it shakes its head.
The bloated body and sparse hair make it look like a sick plague pig. With that kind smile, it looks indescribable.
In front of it was a pot of bubbled dark red soup filled with pus squeezed out of its pus bubble.
There was obviously no fire at the bottom of the pot, but the bubbles kept coming out, and dark red smoke cracked, just like boiling boiling water.But it's not water that boils, but some evil pathogen.
It calls it original soup.
As the mother who gave birth to the virus or gift, Soduo used a wooden spoon to scoop up a scoop of pus and sneered at the singing tribesmen.
The mutants who were covered in pus let out cheerful moans, some shouted excitedly, and the pleasant and twisted expression was as if they had received blessings from the gods.
Compared to those happy madmen, the short men who shuttle between the big guys' legs are much more pragmatic.
These goblins and mutant children scrambled to crawl on the ground, licking the original soup given by the prophet in a crazi manner, just like a delicious dish.
Some goblins began to mutate, and their bodies swelled into a ball as if they were foaming.
Some of them curled up into a ball and seemed to become even smaller, so small that they could hardly recognize their original appearance, and then their bodies began to tear and were quickly eaten by their peers.
Whether it is the cubs of the big guys or the short innate goblins, the surviving guys have become those plague monks who spread plagues and join the chorus cheering for new life and death.
The feeder holding a large basket of flesh-red fungi in his hand squeezed in from the entrance of the cave and splashed the dirty flesh-red fungi at the crowded believers.
The new plague monks rushed up like wolves and tigers, rushing to stuff the organic matter into their mouths, filling their hungry stomach bags, and drawing nutrients needed for growth and development.
Just as the babbling and the sound of burping, the bloody and chaotic party was endless, and spreading the lesions like a plague.
Very satisfied with the newly born batch of works, Soduo nodded with satisfaction, then picked a larger pustule from his body, and began to create the next pot of soup.
However, at this moment, a commotion came from the entrance of the cave, and more than a dozen humans stripped of their equipment were carried in.
Among them are men and women, most of them are seriously injured and fall into coma.There were also a few people awake, looking at everything in the cave, with obvious fear on their faces.
He grabbed one of the necks of one of them, three meters tall, with six arms, and grinned evilly, raised his longest arm high, showing off the struggling antelope in his hand.
These guys were Alpha teams trying to sneak into the cave. After eating two brains, they figured out the full plans of these little mice.
Bathed in the cheers of the plague monks, it stared at the prophet intently, with admiration and desire for reward in its eyes.
Human things!Transparent!I thought we couldn't see it!Hahaha!
A loving smile appeared on Sodo's face.
However, in the eyes of the Alpha Task Force member, the smile was as terrifying as the demon described in the faith of the old era.
His face showed horror, but because his throat was pinched tightly, he couldn't make any sound, so he could only watch as he brought him to the disgusting guy.
Sodo stared at his eyes, and suddenly his bloated belly cracked a crack. Intestines as thick as buckets wrapped around him like twisting earthworms, and pulled him into his stomach.
The last trace of residual consciousness seemed to hear the sound of bone breakage, and then his consciousness fell into darkness and turned into Sodo's burp.
Looking at the captain who was swallowed alive and the rest of the awakened team members, fear and despair were all revealed on their faces.
Without hesitation, he poured a can of Yuan Tang on the brave man who brought the prisoners. Sodo looked at the prisoners at the entrance of the cave and continued to shout.
Take it to the hatching pool!
Dedicated to the great Lord of Plague!Thank you for giving us evolution!
The sound was like ten thousand cicadas shaking their wings together, and the rustling sound continued to echo in the empty and dark cave.
Oh oh oh!
The monsters twisted their wild limbs, and their excited shouts shook the earth, as if even the mountains were shaking.
The members of the Alpha Mobile Task Force struggled to resist, but were eventually forced to drag to the place called the hatchery.
It was a bottomless abyss, with a faint bloody red in the darkness, just like an extinguished volcanic pit.
The dark red mist that filled the mountains seemed to be coming from there.
There were several wooden cranes on the edge of the abyss, with iron chains wrapped around the winch, and a string of iron barrels tied to the end of the chain, with flesh-red mushroom blocks remaining on it.
A female team member was pale, her lips were purple, and she murmured with trembling.
...Maternal Nest.
It turned out to be the mother nest of mutant slime!
She must bring the news back!
However, here is underground at a depth of unknown amount, and there are even rocks pressing outside that are unknown amount of meters thick, and ordinary electromagnetic wave signals cannot be transmitted at all.
not to mention
They are now unable to protect themselves if they fall into their opponents.
Offer sacrifices to the great plague Lord!
The plague monk who brought her here muttered solemnly, and then threw her down the abyss.
She felt a warm current passing through her body, as if she was thrown into a hot embrace.Then the consciousness disappeared in the darkness that could not be seen directly like a kite with a broken string...
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At the same time, on the hillside on the south side of Duanbian Mountain.
A group of soldiers wearing gas masks and fully armed soldiers stood on the position like statues, staring at the blood-filled peaks in the distance.
The blood mountain was like a long halberd falling from the sky, splitting the eighty-mile mountain road in half from the middle.
Alpha 13 team lost contact...the package failed to be delivered to the scheduled location and no explosion was detected.
It is judged that all the members were killed.
Plan C13 failed, Plan B14 started... Action.
receive.
The C13 scheme was a stealth team equipped with optical camouflage to place explosives deep inside the cave, and collapsed some caves, thereby destroying the fortifications built by the mutants in the mountain.
Obviously, the plan has expired.
Even in order to figure out the cause of the failure and to formulate a more careful offensive plan, they must recover the bodies of soldiers from the 13th Squadron and go deep into the cave to grasp more battlefield situations.
The silent exchange ended, and the soldiers waiting halfway up the mountain left the trenches in unison and lined up in a team of ten people to head towards the direction of Blood Mountain.
Unlike the 13th Squadron.
Equipped with heavy exoskeletons and electromagnetic weapons, they are the backbone of Task Force Alpha, and they usually serve as the spearhead of offense on the battlefield, and are specifically responsible for clearing dangerous targets that the academy's exploration team cannot solve.
At the same time, deafening sounds came from afar, and two 902mm train cannons spewed out flames, pushing several bore-fired rockets carrying the warhead of the thousand-pound cloud explosion bombs into the sky.
After more than a dozen breaths, harsh howlings penetrated the thin clouds in the sky and burst into red clouds in an instant.
The scorching flames were like magma falling from the sky, almost swallowing up the entire mountain area and instantly draining the oxygen within a few kilometers.
The strange red mist lingering on the peak of Blood Mountain was blown away completely.
It turns out that in the face of sufficient equivalent, all monsters and monsters are just paper tigers.
Of course, the concept of offense and defense is always relative, and the premise of everything is sufficient.
A little landslide occurred on the mountain peak, and large pieces of stone rolled from the top of the three thousand meters high to the foot of the mountain, but the entire mountain still stood there motionlessly.
Even the rising heat looked like the whole mountain was roasted.
In a few minutes, the coalition forces poured at least ten 902mm heavy rocket extended-range missiles into the Xueshan area.
This shell that was enough to fill five cars almost washed all the places that could be washed, and even an ant would not be left.
Meanwhile, two 100-man squadrons of Task Force Alpha have been pushed to the front line.
Following them, there were a total of 200 quadrotor drones hanging with shellless rifles and grenade launchers.
Unlike the Alliance drones, the academy's drones are not only closer to the sci-fi style, but also have various integrated functions.
At the same time as the drone attack formation unfolded, brilliant lights and shadows suddenly appeared under the drone, forming colorful portraits.
General Lium, who was watching the battle on the Loyal airship, looked straight, and thought it was a black technology such as instant movement.
But he soon realized that this thing was just a holographic projection, and the soldiers who appeared out of thin air were not real guys, so he sat back on the chair.
Oh, pretend to be a ghost.
He mocked disdainfully, but a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.
To be honest, this holographic image has become so realistic that it is fake.
If the drone and the dummy fire at the same time, it is hard to say whether the soldiers on the front line will be deceived by those disguised targets, thus distracting the fire.
Even if you see through those illusory targets, it is useless to see through the disguise of holographic images. After all, those drones themselves are covers for Alpha Task Force members.
If the drones that could not carry much ammunition fired, they would hit the slugs in the swamp.
If these guys were fighting fire as imaginary enemies, the most serious situation his soldiers would face would probably not distinguish between authenticity between drones and optical disguises, but to identify the real target among a group of dummies and a few real people.
This is true from a tactical level.
When it comes to the strategic level, the officers under his command may not face less trouble than those of the soldiers fighting on the front line.
Although the academy did not show it in this battle, according to Lium's judgment, since they can use holographic light and shadow to provide tactical cover for front-line combat troops, there is no reason not to achieve the strategic obstacle method.
For example, they can use a few drones to disguise themselves as a non-existent force, thus forming strategic fraud.
The slugs in the swamps may not be good at large-scale battlefields, but their intrigue skills are among the best in the wasteland.
The more Lium thought about it, the more frightened he became, and even sweated.
He secretly made up his mind that when the battle is over, he must write a report carefully and tell the situation here about Triumph City.
The guys in the north are not as weak as they look, and they may even be much harder to deal with as Ideal City’s bucket...
Just when Lium was secretly frightened, the college's Alpha Mobile Task Force had already attacked the hillside of Blood Mountain.
After being hit by the unreasonable bombardment before, the mutants on Blood Mountain seemed to be frustrated and hurried in the cave and refused to come out at all.
Of course, it may also be that they planned to put the battlefield in caves and tunnels that cannot be reached by supporting firepower, and use the advantages of the terrain to deal with the invaders.
The soldiers of the Alpha Task Force did not talk nonsense with them. The vanguard was the first to enter the entrance of the cave halfway up the mountain under the cover of drones and holographic light and shadow.
Almost the same time they entered the hole, the battle broke out instantly!
The flashing flames at the muzzle lit up the dark cave into daylight. The tracer of bullets drawn by bullets was not deep into the cave, and the fires and shrapnel of the explosion of the grenades were constantly harvesting the lives of the mutants.
These mutants’ ugly distorted appearance makes their scalp tingling, but that’s all.
Faced with the assault rifle and the dense firepower net opened by the Gauss rifle, the mutants who resisted with flesh and blood were beaten to retreat step by step, and could not even have a decent resistance.
Under the cover of optical camouflage, a team of four people broke through the defense of the Bloodhoof Clan with great force. They had already attacked two tunnels in a row and were still unscathed, and only five drones were destroyed.
Four small team members wearing gas masks opened fire silently while communicating silently in the communication channel.
Very smelly.
Too smelly.
Canned herring.
It's even more smelly than that.
...How did you smell it.
……？
The four of them immediately realized the seriousness of the problem, and their individual three-defense system was actually broken!
The stench that lingers in the cave is becoming more and more obvious, and the stench brings not only a strong sense of nausea, but also a mental trance and unnatural hallucinations.
They are affiliated with the Science and Technology Commission, which do install some prosthetics and plug-ins to improve physical functions, but that is just to improve combat efficiency. They can be removed after death or after retirement to others for continued use.
And they themselves are not rich enough to customize a bionic immune system like college researchers or corporate residents.
Realizing that he might have been infected with Nago mycelium or something similar, the team leader immediately issued an order to retreat.
However, just as their offensive paused, the mutants of the Blood-hoofed clan suddenly showed their ferocious fangs.
They can see that the phantoms constructed by optical camouflage are actually the disguise of the group of human things in front of them.
This is understandable, after all, they are also disguising themselves.
Not only did they pretend to be weak and bullied, they even lay on the ground and pretended to be dead.
Looking at the guys who got up from the ground, the captain with three teammates was shocked and couldn't help but sank.
The chance of survival was less than 13%. He immediately made a judgment and transmitted the battle videos saved on the brain chip to one of the drones and set up an automatic return.
Almost at the same time he completed this operation, an ugly monster stepped out from the front of the passage.
It has a fat body, a silly eyes, a cracked belly like a big mouth, and a circle of fat intestines exposed outside, like a mop dragged on the ground, even blocking two short feet.
In the Bloodhoof Clan, it is just one of the plague monks, one of the believers of the plague Lord, and the slave of the prophet Sodo.
It was holding a big gun with a weird shape in its hand, without armor on its body, but it looked like a severely injured scar everywhere, so that the four Alphas could not analyze its weakness for a moment...
……
The battle on the front line is still ongoing.
At this moment, on the Broken Blade Mountain in the distance, a group of Willant people were watching the battle situation on the front line.
General Mo Delin, the commander of the 310,000th Army team, held a telescope in his hand and stared at the direction halfway up the mountain of Xueshan.
Everything seemed to be going well on the front line.
However, what made him frown slightly was that the red mist that had been dispelled by the cloud explosion seemed to have gradually returned...
The adjutant standing next to him couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth and whispered.
So what is the significance of their long list of numbered combat plans?In the end, it's not the same as us.
Even the artillery that projected heavy firepower was sent by the Southern Legion.
General Modlin remained silent, but just stared at the front line in silence.
I heard that the academy's combat plan has a total of dozens of G, and the action number alone has written a catalog of more than ten pages, and the preparation is quite sufficient.
Not to mention his adjutant, even he was very curious about what was written on the information of those dozen G.
Unfortunately, the academy did not intend to disclose the combat plan, and only submitted the plan to the Supreme Command of the Alliance, which is Chu Guang's side on the premise of confidentiality.
It is precisely because of this that he could only use his eyes to confirm what the academy was planning to use.
This is a rare opportunity to understand the opponent, and he doesn't want to miss it simply.
Coincidentally, on the top of Duanbian Mountain, the commander of the Storm Corps, Quanshui, was staring at the direction of the front line just like him.
Unlike General Modlin's NPC, as a player, he can see the full content of the Alpha Task Force combat plan on the official website forum of the Wasteland OL.
But the thing made him confused even to the point of confusion.
It’s not that the people in the academy don’t speak human language or the description is too abstract.
But on the contrary, they wrote it in too detailed!
These guys have conducted classified statistics on each mutant on Blood Mountain, and analyzed their attack methods and weakness information through battlefield analysis AI.
Not only that, based on these statistics, they even made meticulous designs on what tactics and equipment used by mutants of different body shapes, weights and characteristics encountered by front-line combat soldiers.
The entire dozens of G of information is like a tiring game guide, and it even provides guidance on what kind of monsters you encounter and what skills you put on.
In fact, this behavior itself has no complaints. The pamphlets sent to soldiers by the army of various countries also mention some tips on the battlefield, requiring the recruits to remember to increase the chances of the recruits' survival on the battlefield...
However, no matter how it is, it is not as accurate as how many shots are shot at what kind of target.
The spring water commander couldn't even tell whether this was the unique formalism of the wandering swamp, or whether their commander really believed that such an overly lengthy plan could really come in handy.
However, considering that the soldiers of the Alpha Special Forces Mobile Team are equipped with bionic prosthetics like the enterprises and have received more professional training than the recruits in the enterprise, I think they may have their own understanding of combat.
Good guy... Do you need so much ammunition to fight such a mountain?
Standing next to the spring water, I ran to the front line to join in the fun, and couldn't help but complain.
Unlike Brother Quanshui who was paying attention, his attention was more on the 902mm heavy artillery round that he fired.
The fireworks were really exciting, but the firepower density was a bit too high.
After such a round of heavy artillery smashed down, he couldn't help but feel sorry for the ammunition he wasted for A Guang.
Commander Quanshui said with a frown.
If they can chew this position down, it will be worth it even if they doubled it.
The edge paddled with a strange look at him.
Do you think they can't beat it?
Let alone them, we are all in trouble.
Looking at the edge of a stunned expression, Commander Quanshui paused for a moment, looking at the blood mist that was again permeating the mountain, and continued with a serious expression.
...I always feel this way, it is probably not the "pseudo-maternity nest" we have seen in Jinchuan Province.
The so-called pseudo-maternity nest is the core of Naguo.
According to the study of the Kingdom of Heaven by alliance biologists, the thing is a Nago nest similar to a maternal nest made based on the mother nest in Qingquan City. Its main function is to dominate the Nago mycelium in the realm of heaven, urge it to release spores, and interfere with the will of the infected person.
Before the fourth stage of heaven enters the kingdom of heaven, as long as the Narco Nest is destroyed, the kingdom of heaven can be prevented from coming.
But this thing doesn't look like a Nago.
After all, in his impression, mutants can directly save the influence of Nago with their strong immune system, and they cannot be used as seedling beds for Nago mycelium to reproduce.
In other words, the Shifeng Mountain does not actually have the basis for descending to heaven.
But if those spores are produced by mutation mucus maternal colonies, everything is much more reasonable.
The expression of the edge paddling changed slightly.
You mean...is that thing a real guy?!
Commander Quanshui nodded, held up the telescope and continued to watch silently.
Every mother nest they encounter is almost different.
He had reason to believe that the guy in front of him was the same, he had his own understanding of evolution, and made a completely different choice on the road of evolution than Qingquan City's mother nest.
However, it sounds too incredible to be able to coexist with manic guys like mutants. How did two extremely aggressive things achieve peaceful coexistence?
And if his speculation is accurate, then the setting of this thing is too similar to Xiaoyu...
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