Aviatium Aerospace Experimental Base.
As the predators in the underground ecological park of Building 3 surrendered, the last sporadic resistance was also extinguished.
When the captured predator's leader "Ka" heard that it was a group of blue coats who defeated them, disbelief was written on every inch of his face.
But whether he accepts it or not, the battle has already been won.
From the beginning to the end of the battle, it lasted a total of 1 hour, 15 minutes, and 7 seconds.
More than 200 players participated in the battle, 28 were killed and 21 were injured. Except for 4 who died of serious injuries and chose to deny, the rest were minor injuries that were not disabling.
There were even five physique players whose wounds had basically scabbed less than half an hour after the battle ended, turning from serious injuries to minor injuries, and from minor injuries to abrasions.
At the same time, more than half of the battle losses in this battle were paid by the forty players in Group A who served as the feint attack group.
As a force facing the predators head-on, they were at an absolute disadvantage in terms of strength, terrain, and firepower. They miraculously contained more than 80% of the predator's combat power, and repelled the predator's two charges in a row, creating a decisive fighter for the large forces on the Eastern Front.
In recognition of their bravery, Lucius awarded a medal of honor to all forty players.
Although the beta version of the medal has no specific physical objects, it is just a small logo that can be displayed on the character page of the VM and the personal homepage of the forum, but for players who are keen on unlocking and collecting game achievements, this reward is undoubtedly a pleasant surprise!
On the side of the predators, the total number of people participating in the battle was 152, 94 people died, and the remaining 57 people were all captured, and half of them were seriously injured.
Great victory in this battle!
...
"...If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed this battle report."
Returning the VM in his hand to Lucius, Vanus, who saw the battle from the beginning to the end through the perspective of the drone, still had an expression of disbelief on his face.
The equipment gap between the two sides is not obvious.
Although two rounds of support rockets were projected from shelter 404, the effect of the morale blow was significantly higher than the actual killing effect.
On the other hand, the predators on the high ground took over significantly more legion equipment.
Through the aerial images of the drone, Vanus saw at least 5 light machine guns.
And that's not counting those on the four trucks!
In terms of terrain, the predators are condescending, relying on existing houses and walls as shelters.
As for the residents of the shelter under the hillside, the only thing they could rely on was the roots of the pine trees and the snow piled up around them... These couldn't be called reliable shelters at all, at best they could only be regarded as a cover that was better than nothing.
Vanus couldn't imagine how these shelter residents took down the entire highland at the cost of only more than 30 people.
Compared to Vanus' disbelief, Lucius's expression was as expected.
Although regarding the casualties, the casualties counted in the battle report were much lower than what he expected, but it basically met his expectations.
After taking the VM from Vanus and putting it away, Lucius didn't mention the bet for now, but looked at him and asked.
"What do you think of those predators?"
After pondering for a moment, Vanus gave a comment.
"They're not like your average predators."
However, Lucius was not satisfied with his answer.
"This is nonsense. Of course, I know that they are not ordinary predators. What I want to know is, do you see any familiar shadows on them?"
Vanus froze for a moment, frowned, and thought for a moment.
"...When you put it this way, it is indeed a bit similar. Although they have certain flaws in tactics, it can be seen that they have received professional training."
And the person who trained them was most likely his former colleague!
At this moment, footsteps came from outside the door of the temporary command post, and a guard stood at the door, standing at attention and saluting.
"Report! The results of the interrogation have come out. We pried them out from the mouths of the captives. Theirs is only the vanguard, and the main force is still behind. Their leader told them to hold on until dawn, saying that the reinforcements would arrive before tomorrow morning. arrival."
It's okay to arrive before tomorrow morning.
A strange expression appeared on Lucius's face.
What kind of self-confidence do you have to feel that this group of rabble can last until tomorrow morning in front of your players.
"How many people are there in their large army?"
The guard shook his head and said.
"It can only be confirmed that it is a thousand-man team, the exact number is not clear."
Lucius looked at Vanus.
"What is the general size of the army's thousand-man team?"
Vanus thought for a while and said.
"The average number of people is about 2,000. If it is less, there are 1,000 people, and if it is more, it may reach 5,000. It depends on the configuration of the 10,000-man team it belongs to. For example, the 1000-man team I led before was 2,000 people. It is mainly light infantry. Two howitzers. If they're confident that reinforcements will arrive before daylight, they should have wheeled vehicles, or something else that can maneuver quickly."
Lucius tried to ask.
"Are there any tanks?"
"How could I know this?" Vanus couldn't help but cry. "I sincerely suggest that you better send a team of scouts to search north along the route they transported supplies."
"I've sent someone there."
Lucius glanced at the map, and saw that Tomorrow and the others had left the original observation point and moved to the experimental base.
There he prepared some equipment for them.
Should come in handy.
...
At the same time, predators Aerospace Ecological Experiment Base.
On the messy battlefield, Tomorrow and his party finally received the equipment given to them by Master Manager - two bicycles.
"Damn? Just give us two bicycles?"
Walker was completely dumbfounded looking at the rough workmanship and economical materials in his hand, and he didn't know where to start complaining.
There are three people, at least give me three bicycles!
Bunny, who joined them a few minutes ago, smiled and patted him on the shoulder.
"The trucks have been moved to transport supplies. That is why he only gives us two bicycles. It's not bad. Let's be content. How many people came by the car when they came, and they have to walk on their legs when they go back!"
Unlike Walker, who is picky and picky, Gale has no problem with the means of transportation in his hand.
After all, he rides this thing to class every day.
"Bunny, are you coming or not?"
"I'll give you a hammer, it's all hurt like hell." Bunny lifted his clothes up, revealing the bandage on his stomach.
There were two puddles of blood.
Even though it has dried up, it is still shocking to watch!
Looking at the wound, Waller said in shock.
"F*ck, are you okay?!"
Bunny said with a smile.
"If there is anything wrong in the game, I will go back to the training cabin and lie down in a while, maybe it will be completely fine tomorrow."
At this time, Tomorrow suddenly remembered something, looked at him and said.
"Speaking of which, Bunny, I just wanted to ask, how did you get that first kill?"
Hearing this sentence, Bunny's expression suddenly became a little subtle, and he looked aside in embarrassment.
"Uh, I want to say that I picked it up, do you believe it?"
Tomorrow glanced at him and threw the question back.
"What do you think?"
...
In the experimental base.
Five trucks drove up to the high ground, plus the four trucks seized from the predators, a total of nine vehicles were parked neatly in a row in the open space.
Under the command of the deputy captain of the guard, the players are carrying bags of loot, humming and loading them into the truck.
Cleaning up the battlefield is also part of the campaign.
Although the seized supplies are "Mission items" and are collectively owned by the shelter, these task items can provide additional "War points" for all players participating in the battle in the reward settlement link after the battle ends.
It is precisely because of this that the players move so hard.
If it weren't for the guards watching, these guys might even have moved the tables and chairs in the laboratory!
Night Commander: "Wait, why can't corpses be counted as loot? Can't they be used to produce resurrection coins?"
I'm the Darkest: "This is very unreasonable!"
The Boy On The Construction Site: "I can help drive, let's take a few more trips to ensure that there is not even a piece of land left for this experimental base!"
The players next to the truck were chattering lazily.
Walking from not far from the side, Fin couldn't help but sigh with emotion at the boxes of supplies on the truck.
"This year should be a good year!"
Nearly 50,000 rounds of ammunition were filled with dozens of large boxes. Winter coats and quilts in bundles
15 tons of green wheat, 15 tons of croissants, enough to fill several trucks!
It can be seen that the predators probably spent a lot of time transporting these supplies from the rear.
In addition, there are more than 30 boxes of dried rats, cockroach slices, fanciful jerky, and a large number of nutritional creams with unknown ingredients.
However, the Manager does not seem to intend to keep these suspicious foods of unknown origin.
The nutrient paste was poured down the hillside, and the dried mice, cockroach slices, and dried meat were thrown into the fire and burned, as much as it could be burned.
The order given by the Manager is to evacuate from here before twelve o'clock, and give priority to taking away all the supplies that can be used.
As for those that are not needed and inconvenient to take away, they should be destroyed on the spot. Be sure not to leave even a usable bullet to the predators!
At this time, Fin suddenly saw a few strange boxes, and when he opened the lid, he was shocked.
It turned out to be a shell!
"Why are there still shells here??"
Fin counted them, and the number was quite a lot, more than 50 rounds. The caliber looked quite small, he made a gesture with his hand, and it was about 10 centimeters.
But he didn't see the artillery here either?
These predators wouldn't use them as bombs.
Standing beside him, the slightly older guard said.
"Perhaps the guns are behind. I've heard it's the vanguard that gets here first."
"It's just the vanguard?!" Looking at the residents of the shelter who were about to evacuate, Fin said nervously, "What if those predators attack? Wouldn't it be too early for us to withdraw now?"
The slightly older guard continued with a smile.
"What are you afraid of? We removed the fuel rods in the reactor and took away their supplies, so what if they took the highland back? Can they still produce food!"
...
Next to the construction site where supplies are loaded and unloaded.
Lucius, who was wearing power armor, finally saw the 4-meter-long lizard in a dirty tent.
Speaking of which, it was the first time that Lucius had seen Deathclaw with his own eyes after traveling to the wasteland for so long. And still at such a close distance!
Looking at the animal in front of him, Lucius fell into deep thought.
If you look at it this way...
Mr. Garbage and this thing are really similar.
"Popo."
"Here, Master, do you have any orders?"
"Help me take a picture with this Deathclaw."
"...?"
Although it was confused about the Master's request, Popo lowered the drone and took a photo of Lucius and the Deathclaw at the door of the tent.
The photo is sent to the helmet.
Lucius admired his appearance for a while, then nodded with satisfaction.
Good. Use this selfie to post on the official website later!
At this time, Lucius suddenly noticed that the eyes of that Deathclaw opened at some point, and a pair of amber pupils were staring at him.
Lucius, who was being stared at, didn't panic at all, and pulled out the nitrogen-powered hammer behind his back in silence, and his index finger had already hit the touch button on the hammer handle.
As if sensing the danger from the hammer, Deathclaw lying on the ground instantly became more honest.
Glancing at the metal collar around Deathclaw's neck, Lucius then looked at the old man wrapped in a robe standing in the tent.
As Bunny mentioned in the forum, this person is obviously different from those predators in terms of clothing and temperament.
Especially the gray robe with the hood always gave him a mysterious feeling.
No nonsense, Lucius asked straight to the point.
"What's that hanging around its neck?"
The old man replied softly.
"It is a miracle, my lord."
Lucius was taken aback for a moment, then glared at the old man.
"Speak something that I can understand."
The old man said unmoved.
"The name of this device is Miracle, my lord. If you insist on explaining, it allows us to establish spiritual communication with alien species."
Through the determined eyes of the old man, Lucius can now confirm that this guy probably doesn't know how to explain this thing and how it works.
But that's okay.
There happened to be two experts in the shelter, one proficient in implanting mechanical devices such as prosthetic bodies, and the other proficient in biology.
Lucius believed that one of them would be interested in this thing.
Putting aside the question of Deathclaw for now, Lucius looked at the old man and asked.
"Let me change the question, who are you?"
The old man said softly.
"Apostle of the Torch Church, my lord, you can treat me as a neutral third party."
Torch?
…Church?
Hearing the familiar word "Torch", a strange expression appeared on Lucius's face, and he looked at the old man in front of him who didn't seem to understand the situation.
"You were captured by me on the position of the predators, and you still have the nerve to tell me that you are a neutral third party?"
Looking at the old man with a startled expression, Lucius continued.
"We will settle the account with the torch later."
"Now, follow me with your things."
"I will take you to the place where the captive should be taken."
...
The sky was dimly lit.
Accompanied by the roar of the engine, three steel-plated pickup trucks cruised around the outside of the experimental base, but finally they didn't have the courage to drive up to the high ground and left towards the north.
A few more hours passed.
Noon.
Three steel-plated pickup trucks came back again.
In addition to these three vehicles, there were more than 200 predators. Under the leadership of 20 captains, they were divided into 20 teams, and they pressed on to the high ground from the east and west sides in stages.
Holding a telescope in his hand, the man with only a lock of hair on his head looked towards the direction of the experimental base, with a triumphant smile on his lips.
"Looks like those people got away."
His name is Gangu, he is the centurion of the Bone Chew Tribe, he belongs to the thousand-man team under the command of Black Snake, and he is also the direct descendant of the clan where the leader of the Bone Chew Tribe belongs.
And standing next to him at this moment, the man wearing a dark blue thick coat and a blindfold on his left eye is named Kevin, and he was once the tenth commander of the expeditionary army.
After the defeat of General Klass, he happened to meet the Bone Chew on his way to the south.
These predators are interesting.
After seeing the dark blue coat on his body, they did not attack him for the first time, but accepted him readily.
Kevin was confused by them for a while.
You know, after the general predators catch the legionaries, they will be excited to make them into human leather sofas or other things, and show them off as trophies.
However, these predators are very pragmatic.
The incorporated deserters of the legion changed their appearances and took up positions such as staff officers and instructors in the Bone Chew Tribe.
Here Kevin also met many deserters who had no hope of returning home like him.
Kevin had nowhere to go anyway, and he had no other livelihood skills other than fighting, so he stayed here.
Looking at the overexcited steel teeth, Kevin felt that he should remind him, so he coughed lightly and said.
"This is not a good sign...Since they choose to evacuate, it means that in their eyes, this place has lost its original strategic value."
Hearing this sentence, Gangu, who was excited, immediately darkened his expression.
At this moment, his subordinates ran over and sent him the battle report from the front line.
As Kevin's crow mouth said, the worst thing happened after all.
His men easily recaptured the experimental base, but there was only an empty shell left.
Those who attacked them not only took away the supplies prepared by their troops, but even removed the fuel rods located in the ecological park under Building 3!
The only ones left were about 20 seriously injured wounded, who were directly thrown into the lobby of Building No. 3, and they were lying on the floor dying and wailing.
These shameful thieves! Cowards who fear war!
And those pig teammates are stupid enough! Guarding such a high ground can't even last one night!
Gangu clenched his fist, looking in the direction of the experimental base, his eyes shot out with anger.
It was the supplies that they robbed a lot of survivors' strongholds, and there was even a share of him in it, and all of this was to pave the way for the army to go to the front line.
Kevin could probably guess what was going on in his mind, but he made a suggestion cautiously.
"Without supplies, even if we send a large force here, we can only suffer from cold and starvation... This place has lost its strategic value. Let's retreat."
"We can't just let it go!" Gangu narrowed his eyes dangerously, and said bitterly, "They should be the survivors in this area! We have to get the supplies back!"
Kevin looked at him, astonished.
Take it back? From the lunatics who took this high ground in just one night?
Does this guy really know what he's talking about???
Aviatium Aerospace Experimental Base.
As the predators in the underground ecological park of Building 3 surrendered, the last sporadic resistance was also extinguished.
When the captured predator's leader "Ka" heard that it was a group of blue coats who defeated them, disbelief was written on every inch of his face.
But whether he accepts it or not, the battle has already been won.
From the beginning to the end of the battle, it lasted a total of 1 hour, 15 minutes, and 7 seconds.
More than 200 players participated in the battle, 28 were killed and 21 were injured. Except for 4 who died of serious injuries and chose to deny, the rest were minor injuries that were not disabling.
There were even five physique players whose wounds had basically scabbed less than half an hour after the battle ended, turning from serious injuries to minor injuries, and from minor injuries to abrasions.
At the same time, more than half of the battle losses in this battle were paid by the forty players in Group A who served as the feint attack group.
As a force facing the predators head-on, they were at an absolute disadvantage in terms of strength, terrain, and firepower. They miraculously contained more than 80% of the predator's combat power, and repelled the predator's two charges in a row, creating a decisive fighter for the large forces on the Eastern Front.
In recognition of their bravery, Lucius awarded a medal of honor to all forty players.
Although the beta version of the medal has no specific physical objects, it is just a small logo that can be displayed on the character page of the VM and the personal homepage of the forum, but for players who are keen on unlocking and collecting game achievements, this reward is undoubtedly a pleasant surprise!
On the side of the predators, the total number of people participating in the battle was 152, 94 people died, and the remaining 57 people were all captured, and half of them were seriously injured.
Great victory in this battle!
...
"...If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed this battle report."
Returning the VM in his hand to Lucius, Vanus, who saw the battle from the beginning to the end through the perspective of the drone, still had an expression of disbelief on his face.
The equipment gap between the two sides is not obvious.
Although two rounds of support rockets were projected from shelter 404, the effect of the morale blow was significantly higher than the actual killing effect.
On the other hand, the predators on the high ground took over significantly more legion equipment.
Through the aerial images of the drone, Vanus saw at least 5 light machine guns.
And that's not counting those on the four trucks!
In terms of terrain, the predators are condescending, relying on existing houses and walls as shelters.
As for the residents of the shelter under the hillside, the only thing they could rely on was the roots of the pine trees and the snow piled up around them... These couldn't be called reliable shelters at all, at best they could only be regarded as a cover that was better than nothing.
Vanus couldn't imagine how these shelter residents took down the entire highland at the cost of only more than 30 people.
Compared to Vanus' disbelief, Lucius's expression was as expected.
Although regarding the casualties, the casualties counted in the battle report were much lower than what he expected, but it basically met his expectations.
After taking the VM from Vanus and putting it away, Lucius didn't mention the bet for now, but looked at him and asked.
"What do you think of those predators?"
After pondering for a moment, Vanus gave a comment.
"They're not like your average predators."
However, Lucius was not satisfied with his answer.
"This is nonsense. Of course, I know that they are not ordinary predators. What I want to know is, do you see any familiar shadows on them?"
Vanus froze for a moment, frowned, and thought for a moment.
"...When you put it this way, it is indeed a bit similar. Although they have certain flaws in tactics, it can be seen that they have received professional training."
And the person who trained them was most likely his former colleague!
At this moment, footsteps came from outside the door of the temporary command post, and a guard stood at the door, standing at attention and saluting.
"Report! The results of the interrogation have come out. We pried them out from the mouths of the captives. Theirs is only the vanguard, and the main force is still behind. Their leader told them to hold on until dawn, saying that the reinforcements would arrive before tomorrow morning. arrival."
It's okay to arrive before tomorrow morning.
A strange expression appeared on Lucius's face.
What kind of self-confidence do you have to feel that this group of rabble can last until tomorrow morning in front of your players.
"How many people are there in their large army?"
The guard shook his head and said.
"It can only be confirmed that it is a thousand-man team, the exact number is not clear."
Lucius looked at Vanus.
"What is the general size of the army's thousand-man team?"
Vanus thought for a while and said.
"The average number of people is about 2,000. If it is less, there are 1,000 people, and if it is more, it may reach 5,000. It depends on the configuration of the 10,000-man team it belongs to. For example, the 1000-man team I led before was 2,000 people. It is mainly light infantry. Two howitzers. If they're confident that reinforcements will arrive before daylight, they should have wheeled vehicles, or something else that can maneuver quickly."
Lucius tried to ask.
"Are there any tanks?"
"How could I know this?" Vanus couldn't help but cry. "I sincerely suggest that you better send a team of scouts to search north along the route they transported supplies."
"I've sent someone there."
Lucius glanced at the map, and saw that Tomorrow and the others had left the original observation point and moved to the experimental base.
There he prepared some equipment for them.
Should come in handy.
...
At the same time, predators Aerospace Ecological Experiment Base.
On the messy battlefield, Tomorrow and his party finally received the equipment given to them by Master Manager - two bicycles.
"Damn? Just give us two bicycles?"
Walker was completely dumbfounded looking at the rough workmanship and economical materials in his hand, and he didn't know where to start complaining.
There are three people, at least give me three bicycles!
Bunny, who joined them a few minutes ago, smiled and patted him on the shoulder.
"The trucks have been moved to transport supplies. That is why he only gives us two bicycles. It's not bad. Let's be content. How many people came by the car when they came, and they have to walk on their legs when they go back!"
Unlike Walker, who is picky and picky, Gale has no problem with the means of transportation in his hand.
After all, he rides this thing to class every day.
"Bunny, are you coming or not?"
"I'll give you a hammer, it's all hurt like hell." Bunny lifted his clothes up, revealing the bandage on his stomach.
There were two puddles of blood.
Even though it has dried up, it is still shocking to watch!
Looking at the wound, Waller said in shock.
"F*ck, are you okay?!"
Bunny said with a smile.
"If there is anything wrong in the game, I will go back to the training cabin and lie down in a while, maybe it will be completely fine tomorrow."
At this time, Tomorrow suddenly remembered something, looked at him and said.
"Speaking of which, Bunny, I just wanted to ask, how did you get that first kill?"
Hearing this sentence, Bunny's expression suddenly became a little subtle, and he looked aside in embarrassment.
"Uh, I want to say that I picked it up, do you believe it?"
Tomorrow glanced at him and threw the question back.
"What do you think?"
...
In the experimental base.
Five trucks drove up to the high ground, plus the four trucks seized from the predators, a total of nine vehicles were parked neatly in a row in the open space.
Under the command of the deputy captain of the guard, the players are carrying bags of loot, humming and loading them into the truck.
Cleaning up the battlefield is also part of the campaign.
Although the seized supplies are "Mission items" and are collectively owned by the shelter, these task items can provide additional "War points" for all players participating in the battle in the reward settlement link after the battle ends.
It is precisely because of this that the players move so hard.
If it weren't for the guards watching, these guys might even have moved the tables and chairs in the laboratory!
Night Commander: "Wait, why can't corpses be counted as loot? Can't they be used to produce resurrection coins?"
I'm the Darkest: "This is very unreasonable!"
The Boy On The Construction Site: "I can help drive, let's take a few more trips to ensure that there is not even a piece of land left for this experimental base!"
The players next to the truck were chattering lazily.
Walking from not far from the side, Fin couldn't help but sigh with emotion at the boxes of supplies on the truck.
"This year should be a good year!"
Nearly 50,000 rounds of ammunition were filled with dozens of large boxes. Winter coats and quilts in bundles
15 tons of green wheat, 15 tons of croissants, enough to fill several trucks!
It can be seen that the predators probably spent a lot of time transporting these supplies from the rear.
In addition, there are more than 30 boxes of dried rats, cockroach slices, fanciful jerky, and a large number of nutritional creams with unknown ingredients.
However, the Manager does not seem to intend to keep these suspicious foods of unknown origin.
The nutrient paste was poured down the hillside, and the dried mice, cockroach slices, and dried meat were thrown into the fire and burned, as much as it could be burned.
The order given by the Manager is to evacuate from here before twelve o'clock, and give priority to taking away all the supplies that can be used.
As for those that are not needed and inconvenient to take away, they should be destroyed on the spot. Be sure not to leave even a usable bullet to the predators!
At this time, Fin suddenly saw a few strange boxes, and when he opened the lid, he was shocked.
It turned out to be a shell!
"Why are there still shells here??"
Fin counted them, and the number was quite a lot, more than 50 rounds. The caliber looked quite small, he made a gesture with his hand, and it was about 10 centimeters.
But he didn't see the artillery here either?
These predators wouldn't use them as bombs.
Standing beside him, the slightly older guard said.
"Perhaps the guns are behind. I've heard it's the vanguard that gets here first."
"It's just the vanguard?!" Looking at the residents of the shelter who were about to evacuate, Fin said nervously, "What if those predators attack? Wouldn't it be too early for us to withdraw now?"
The slightly older guard continued with a smile.
"What are you afraid of? We removed the fuel rods in the reactor and took away their supplies, so what if they took the highland back? Can they still produce food!"
...
Next to the construction site where supplies are loaded and unloaded.
Lucius, who was wearing power armor, finally saw the 4-meter-long lizard in a dirty tent.
Speaking of which, it was the first time that Lucius had seen Deathclaw with his own eyes after traveling to the wasteland for so long. And still at such a close distance!
Looking at the animal in front of him, Lucius fell into deep thought.
If you look at it this way...
Mr. Garbage and this thing are really similar.
"Popo."
"Here, Master, do you have any orders?"
"Help me take a picture with this Deathclaw."
"...?"
Although it was confused about the Master's request, Popo lowered the drone and took a photo of Lucius and the Deathclaw at the door of the tent.
The photo is sent to the helmet.
Lucius admired his appearance for a while, then nodded with satisfaction.
Good. Use this selfie to post on the official website later!
At this time, Lucius suddenly noticed that the eyes of that Deathclaw opened at some point, and a pair of amber pupils were staring at him.
Lucius, who was being stared at, didn't panic at all, and pulled out the nitrogen-powered hammer behind his back in silence, and his index finger had already hit the touch button on the hammer handle.
As if sensing the danger from the hammer, Deathclaw lying on the ground instantly became more honest.
Glancing at the metal collar around Deathclaw's neck, Lucius then looked at the old man wrapped in a robe standing in the tent.
As Bunny mentioned in the forum, this person is obviously different from those predators in terms of clothing and temperament.
Especially the gray robe with the hood always gave him a mysterious feeling.
No nonsense, Lucius asked straight to the point.
"What's that hanging around its neck?"
The old man replied softly.
"It is a miracle, my lord."
Lucius was taken aback for a moment, then glared at the old man.
"Speak something that I can understand."
The old man said unmoved.
"The name of this device is Miracle, my lord. If you insist on explaining, it allows us to establish spiritual communication with alien species."
Through the determined eyes of the old man, Lucius can now confirm that this guy probably doesn't know how to explain this thing and how it works.
But that's okay.
There happened to be two experts in the shelter, one proficient in implanting mechanical devices such as prosthetic bodies, and the other proficient in biology.
Lucius believed that one of them would be interested in this thing.
Putting aside the question of Deathclaw for now, Lucius looked at the old man and asked.
"Let me change the question, who are you?"
The old man said softly.
"Apostle of the Torch Church, my lord, you can treat me as a neutral third party."
Torch?
…Church?
Hearing the familiar word "Torch", a strange expression appeared on Lucius's face, and he looked at the old man in front of him who didn't seem to understand the situation.
"You were captured by me on the position of the predators, and you still have the nerve to tell me that you are a neutral third party?"
Looking at the old man with a startled expression, Lucius continued.
"We will settle the account with the torch later."
"Now, follow me with your things."
"I will take you to the place where the captive should be taken."
...
The sky was dimly lit.
Accompanied by the roar of the engine, three steel-plated pickup trucks cruised around the outside of the experimental base, but finally they didn't have the courage to drive up to the high ground and left towards the north.
A few more hours passed.
Noon.
Three steel-plated pickup trucks came back again.
In addition to these three vehicles, there were more than 200 predators. Under the leadership of 20 captains, they were divided into 20 teams, and they pressed on to the high ground from the east and west sides in stages.
Holding a telescope in his hand, the man with only a lock of hair on his head looked towards the direction of the experimental base, with a triumphant smile on his lips.
"Looks like those people got away."
His name is Gangu, he is the centurion of the Bone Chew Tribe, he belongs to the thousand-man team under the command of Black Snake, and he is also the direct descendant of the clan where the leader of the Bone Chew Tribe belongs.
And standing next to him at this moment, the man wearing a dark blue thick coat and a blindfold on his left eye is named Kevin, and he was once the tenth commander of the expeditionary army.
After the defeat of General Klass, he happened to meet the Bone Chew on his way to the south.
These predators are interesting.
After seeing the dark blue coat on his body, they did not attack him for the first time, but accepted him readily.
Kevin was confused by them for a while.
You know, after the general predators catch the legionaries, they will be excited to make them into human leather sofas or other things, and show them off as trophies.
However, these predators are very pragmatic.
The incorporated deserters of the legion changed their appearances and took up positions such as staff officers and instructors in the Bone Chew Tribe.
Here Kevin also met many deserters who had no hope of returning home like him.
Kevin had nowhere to go anyway, and he had no other livelihood skills other than fighting, so he stayed here.
Looking at the overexcited steel teeth, Kevin felt that he should remind him, so he coughed lightly and said.
"This is not a good sign...Since they choose to evacuate, it means that in their eyes, this place has lost its original strategic value."
Hearing this sentence, Gangu, who was excited, immediately darkened his expression.
At this moment, his subordinates ran over and sent him the battle report from the front line.
As Kevin's crow mouth said, the worst thing happened after all.
His men easily recaptured the experimental base, but there was only an empty shell left.
Those who attacked them not only took away the supplies prepared by their troops, but even removed the fuel rods located in the ecological park under Building 3!
The only ones left were about 20 seriously injured wounded, who were directly thrown into the lobby of Building No. 3, and they were lying on the floor dying and wailing.
These shameful thieves! Cowards who fear war!
And those pig teammates are stupid enough! Guarding such a high ground can't even last one night!
Gangu clenched his fist, looking in the direction of the experimental base, his eyes shot out with anger.
It was the supplies that they robbed a lot of survivors' strongholds, and there was even a share of him in it, and all of this was to pave the way for the army to go to the front line.
Kevin could probably guess what was going on in his mind, but he made a suggestion cautiously.
"Without supplies, even if we send a large force here, we can only suffer from cold and starvation... This place has lost its strategic value. Let's retreat."
"We can't just let it go!" Gangu narrowed his eyes dangerously, and said bitterly, "They should be the survivors in this area! We have to get the supplies back!"
Kevin looked at him, astonished.
Take it back? From the lunatics who took this high ground in just one night?
Does this guy really know what he's talking about???
