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Chapter 393 Authority Inheritance

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Above the sky.

The Iron Heart Airship.

The gun barrel under the pod slowly moved at an angle, locking in the thick white fog.

At the same time, in the pod, the main gunman held a note sent by the messenger in his hand and gave an order to the deputy gunman.

Artillery parameter adjustment...

The shooting elements are set up!

High explosive bomb loading.

preparation

Open fire!

The lead wire was pulled back at the same time, and three neat gunshots, and the flames and smoke rolled neatly into the white mist.

Standing next to the observation hole, the sergeant with a telescope hanging around his neck looked outside, and could not see where the shells were landing.

Three muffled thunders floated slowly, but even the explosion of fire could not be seen.

...The fog here is too big and nothing can be seen.

The main gunner pressed the walkie-talkie hanging on his shoulder and shouted to his teammates after a long time.

Confirm hit!Ceasefire.

receive.

The shell of smoke emitting blue smoke exited the barrel, and a sergeant dragged it with a cart and threw it into the wooden box in the corner of the room.

The observer walked to the main gunner and asked.

Sir, do you have an action plan today?

The main gunner replied.

No.

The observer continued to ask curiously.

Then what are we fighting?

The main gunner glanced at the note in his hand and threw it into the trash can next to it.

General McClan's prey was targeted by him.

The deputy gunner interrupted with interest.

That big guy who is two stories high?

Otherwise?The main gunner smiled, besides that guy, is there anything else that our commander is worth remembering about?

The observer looked outside and laughed.

Such a big fog, I really know how to choose the days.

As we all know, rainy and foggy days are definitely not a good day for hunting.

Not only will the field of vision be limited, but the scope will create fog, and the perception will be weakened by the environment, and the accuracy and reliability of the weapon will be affected.

But for alien species who have long been used to the jungle, this problem does not exist.

Especially the dead claws.

A humid environment will make it more dangerous.

The native said that the most dangerous place is the safest place... I don't care, but today's work has been done anyway.He said something indifferently, and the main gunner took off his glove and threw it aside.

The three 100mm cannons were the only reinforcements they promised to the hunting team, and they didn't need to worry about whether it worked.

They just need to shoot the shells out based on the coordinates provided by the front line.

At this moment, the street hit by three 100mm cannons in the city area more than ten kilometers away from the airship was in a mess.

The cracked concrete pavement was like muddy ground arched by a plow, and concrete debris and cracks pounced on the ground.

The flames and a hint of heat were rising together, and the claws of death standing in the center of the explosion let out a shrill roar.

Its eyes were poked by shrapnel, its spine was pierced by armor-piercing bullets, and its flesh and blood were scorched... Although all these wounds were healing rapidly, the continuous injury completely angered it.

The serum was blown into pieces in the artillery fire...

However, that doesn't matter anymore.

Anyway, the passage from the shelter to the research area has been opened, and the used serum will continue to be produced, and it will be made into a little more in the laboratory through others.

And these people in front of you...

No, these ants.

It just needs them to die!

I want to tear you apart!

I will take out all your eyes, intestines... and feed them to the dog!

The vicious curse echoed in the thick fog with the shrill howl, and dozens of hunched figures appeared from the thick fog.

Some of them stood on the street, some climbed on the roof or broken walls, rubbing their sharp claws and fangs like blades. The amber pupils were full of desire for flesh and blood, and they approached the White Bear Knights standing on the other side of the street.

These are its children.

Although their size is more than a little smaller than the parent body, they are still slightly larger than the garbage man who is already in the tenth level.

gia... was targeted by a group of trash guys!Not only was there no fear on Tail's face, but he was even a little excited.

Ruo Rou said laughing and crying.

Why are you suddenly excited?

Fighting against powerful enemies... don't you find it exciting!!Tail said excitedly, don’t worry about liu, we are also shaken!

It was obviously not just them who stood here. Long before they went to the appointment, the Death Corps had already set out and ambushed near the target.

Almost at the same time when the dead claws appeared, about two or three hundred figures passed through the thick fog at the same time.

They had gas masks on their chests, a engineer shovel on their waists, and the assault rifle in their hands had been inserted into bayonets.

Yong's eyes narrowed slightly.

Two hundred and seventy people...

More than half of them are awakened...

A trace of fear flashed through the amber pupils, but it was soon blown away by a trace of disdain ejected from the nasal cavity.

So what!

It has already broken through the limits of life.

Every cell in its body condenses the highest crystallization of pre-war life science and technology.

It is an immortal king, it is an existence that can stand at the top of the food chain with its physical body alone, and it will eventually become the overlord of this planet!

Whether it is humans, mutants, or those slime molds that exude a rotten smell... they will eventually surrender to its feet!

Humble ant...

It rubbed against the claws of its feet, and a roar came out of its bloody mouth.

Tear them apart for me!!

The shrill roar pounced on the players like a tide.

Looking at the surging dead claws, everyone's faces were filled with high fighting spirit, and blood in their chests seemed to be burning.

No one showed a fearful expression.

No one retreated.

The sharp whistle pierced the thick fog, putting an indomitable buff on all players present.

For the Death Corps, charge is the supreme tactic.

It is also their most handy tactic!

Brothers!Go Ah!

Demacia!

Aaa!

The hot metal collided with flesh and blood, and the gunshots rang out on the streets.

No need to aim at all.

After firing the last bullet in the magazine, the charging player did not stop at all, but directly pushed the bayonet and rushed towards the death claws rushing towards the front.

The two waves collided together, like a meat grinder rolling together, with flesh and blood flying all over the sky, and they couldn't tell each other together.

The amber pupils were filled with surprise.

Even incredible.

It only fought with the Legion's Hundreds.At that time, it just reaped several lives at will, and those people retreated in a mess.

However, these people in front of you...

They seemed to have no idea what death was and had no intention of taking a step back.

When the bullet is empty, use bayonets, use engineer shovels, and even use stones and steel bars picked up from the ground... The barbaric fighting style even the beast's eyes cannot help but write fear, hesitation and hesitation in the trembling.

These people...

They are simply a group of lunatics!

More and more children died in the fight, and Yong finally couldn't help but roar and rushed towards the group of fearless ants.

A bloodier fight...

It's just started.

……

It was an hour later when the streets returned to silence.

The rising morning light shines in the distance, and it may not take long before the fog that spreads on the street will dissipate...

The dying Yong clinged in the middle of the street.

Its body was wrapped with iron chains, covered in blood, just like Prometheus tied to a rock.

Although its ideal is not to bring light and heat to the world, it is pure malice and darkness.

As it says, half of the chaos in this land originated from it, and it was the one who opened the magic box completely.

Those wounds no longer heal, just as players discussed in the forum, their recovery ability is limitless.

Continuous damage will accelerate the consumption of biomass energy in his body, and if he does not replenish it through food, he will soon break the boundary of recovery.

As players penetrated one hot metal shrapnel after another, it finally couldn't hold on to fall.

Although the players also suffered considerable casualties.

But how can there be no one who can’t die in a team?

According to the agreed rules, each player who sacrifices can receive at least 300 silver coins compensation equivalent to the next three days of income.

Those dead brothers, probably yelled and bragged on the forum at this moment.

It's really worth bragging about.

That is the death claw as high as two floors...

This is the first time they have seen the closed test server for so long.

Speaking of it... I forgot to ask, what exactly is that Plan B?

Gasping heavily, he leaned against the debt-related eyes sitting on the used car and wiped the blood on his forehead, looking at the construction site boy and brick beside him and asked.

The construction site boy and brick had not had time to answer.

Sitting on the edge of the side, paddling, he replied with a smile.

Plan B...it means no plan.

The construction site boy and brick nodded.

That’s right, whatever plan you want, it’s all done!

If the roller shampoo is here, it will definitely respond, but unfortunately his head has no idea where it has flew.

Based on the results they discussed with Tail before.

If the sneak attack did not kill the Yong family, everyone would go up and fight together... This is their plan B.

In fact, the construction site thinks Plan A is completely redundant.

Before the BOSS battle was officially triggered, this level BOSS was definitely a blood-locking person. How could it be killed by a sneak attack?

Anyway, I still have to go to the end.

It’s better to rush up and fight from the beginning.

Debt big eyes said with laughter and cry.

This is too messy.

The edge grinned and patted his shoulder.

Otherwise, all the means you can use... If you really want to decide the winner, you will have to see the truth in the end.

As he said that, he looked at the sky filled with thick fog in the distance and narrowed his eyes slightly.

There is where the Heart of Steel floats.

In front of that giant, even the two-story Mother of Dead Claws was just a slightly larger grasshopper.

The barbaric coming through the desert is the real threat they have to face...

Looking at the tail, sesame paste that was walking towards him, and the big white bear covered in blood, a hint of panic was finally printed in Yongshi's eyes.

At this moment, it was lying on the ground and dying, and there was no longer the rebelliousness and arrogance in its eyes, and a hint of begging in its hoarse voice.

Let me go, I can help you become stronger... Don't you desire to have stronger power?

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from the side.

There are many kinds of power...We just have different understandings of power.

Moving his stiff neck, Yongshi looked in the direction of the sound, and the moment she met the man's gaze, her amber pupils shrank suddenly.

Aren't you dead?!Yong couldn't help but scream.

Three days ago, it clearly saw the woman in front of him. After reading the last experiment log, it pointed the muzzle at its temple and pulled the trigger.

At that time, the fire was flashing, and the brain and blood were all over the wall. It was a little bit of a pity for a second or two.

However, now, the person who should have died was standing in front of it again...

Yong's eyes fell into a dullness, but Sis did not intend to explain nonsense to it, but just smiled faintly.

It disappoints you, but you don't need to think about those troublesome things anymore...it's over.

After jumping on the parachute, she rushed for more than 20 kilometers. The long-distance raid along the way made her exhausted.

Fortunately, I caught up.

oh!Leave it to you!He raised his tail and said with his eyes shining, give it a last blow!

Sis smiled and made a gesture of three grams of oil.

Oh, thank you Awei.

He raised his mouth proudly and said generously.

You're welcome!Remember not to break your head!I promised Brother Battlefield and leave this guy's dog head for him!

As the exchange of those three 100mm cannons.

Thanks to that round of barrage coverage, they at least consumed half of the BOSS blood strips.

Don't worry...I'll get it completely out of my head.

Looking at Sisi, who was holding the axe in his hand, he was filled with horror in his eyes, and his huge body tried desperately to break free.

However, the iron chains that hang on scrap cars and street lights fix it tightly.

Please... don't.

No need to thank me... This axe is specially prepared for you!

As she said that, she raised the axe high above her head with a sound, chopping it up to the neck of the giant python, and then followed.

At first, Yong was still howling and begging for mercy, but afterwards, there was no sound at all, leaving only the dull sound of blunt weapon slashing the flesh and blood.

The hot blood squirted all over the street.

The picture is like a slaughterhouse.

Looking from a distance, the debt-loss eyes couldn't help but shrink their necks.

Damn, is it so bloody?

The boy on the construction site and the brick stared at him and suddenly said something.

Love it and love it.

Edge paddling: …

Debt Big Eye: ???

……

Mission: Kill Yong (completed)

Mission: Obtain shelter 79 permissions (in progress)

Task:……

A light blue pop-up window of task completion flashes on the VM screen.

Looking at the head that was finally cut off, Sis threw the axe stained with blood fat aside and shook his right hand with a sore mouth.

This guy's neck is quite hard.

The tail standing next to him nodded seriously.

Well, it's been chopping for a long time.

A laughter and crying expression appeared on the face of the meat and sesame paste, and he thought for a few seconds of silence for the unlucky guy in his heart.

No one sympathizes with it, though.

It may have done some good things, but it is not worth mentioning compared to the evil it has committed over the past century.

What's more, this guy can no longer be considered a human being, and they will not overflow their sympathy on the enemies who attack their companions.

But then again, although Yong used them insidiously, the material that fell from it was not annoying.

For example, the leather of the Claw of Death is especially suitable for making backpacks and leather goods. When paired with devil silk, you can make the best protective gear, even stronger than Kevlar materials!

The only disadvantage is that it is difficult to mass produce.

However, after obtaining the authority of Shelter No. 79, this problem will not exist.

As long as you get enough mental interferometer, let alone use the skin of the Claw of Death as a backpack, it will be fine even if you build a Death Claw Knight!

Players began to clean the battlefield.

At this time, the battlefield atmosphere group slowly walked over from a distance.

After calling the army's shelling, he stood aside from OB. Now that the battle is over, it's finally time for him to play.

He glanced at the blood-covered street and looked at the old man dragging half of the body to the edge of the road, and couldn't help but smack his tongue.

Damn, how many people have you died?

The edge paddled casually.

Not counting yet, there are a hundred...what happened?

It's nothing, I just admire it a little. The warlord said with emotion, your war loss is still as high as ever...

Slapping on the edge, I was embarrassed to smile.

Well, everyone is more reckless... but it doesn't matter, just win.

Players who pursue survival rates will not come to the Death Corps, just as diners who want to eat steak will not go to the hot pot restaurant.

Although the level of players in the Death Corps is generally not very high, and only a few players in the T1 echelon have reached LV20, their street fighting ability even Brother Quanshui gave a very high evaluation.

Even if they are brought to reality, these people are definitely a group of street fighting masters. The combat instincts tempered from countless deaths cannot be quantified by attribute points, but no one will doubt their combat effectiveness.

Where is the head?The warrior stretched out his hand.

Don't worry, I'll keep it for you.The edge stroked and pointed to the trash can on the roadside, which was leaning against a bundle of sacks containing Yong's head.

The head of the death claws was the size of a cow on its neck, and even if it was dry, it weighed 100 kilograms.

The battlefield atmosphere group walked forward, untied the tight hemp rope and glanced at it, and said with satisfaction.

Not bad, it's easy to find a place to find it without any effort.

You can find a way to get it back on your own, we won’t help you, and said with a smile on the edge of the verge of paddling. Can you change to a centurion with this guy’s head?

The warfielder said with a giggle.

That is a must.

More than just a centurion!

There are other rewards!

The only shame is that the mission rewards Dinar.

At present, there is no official exchange rate between Dinar and silver coins, so it may be necessary to wait until the Legion map is opened before it can be exchanged stably.

What about your team members?

They Ah, I threw them away halfway... It was not convenient for me to make up stories with them. As I said, the battlefield atmosphere group turned their eyes and continued with a smile, "By the way, why don't you go back with me, you're a fellow countryman in Bate Street."

There are so many people at once, you are fooling Ah with NPCs as fools. She rolled her eyes on the edge and continued, "Take it slow, tomorrow I will stuff a few people to your place to explore the situation. If there is no problem, bring more people in."

OK, then I won't waste my time here.

He carried the dead claw's head to his shoulders, and the warrior said goodbye, then turned around and walked into the already thin fog.

The edge paddled and looked at the cleaned battlefield in the distance, and shouted at the teammates.

Brothers, it's time to withdraw.

The debt-eyed person who had packed his equipment came over.

Where are we going?

The edge paddling said after thinking about it.

Let's go to Xiangling Town first.

Before the fog clears, they have to find a place to keep the spoils first so as to cooperate with the performance after the warriors go back.

If the airship saw the corpses and a messy battlefield, I'm afraid the warriors would not be able to explain clearly even if they made up flowers. How did they get the head...

……

Xiangling Town.

In the courtyard in the center of the Municipal Library, the bodies of death claws are neatly arranged, including the big guy with no heads...

The whole family is neatly arranged.

Wu Tao and Wang Xu, who were standing aside, were filled with surprise.

Not just them.

Every survivor in Xiangling Town couldn't help but hold his breath and stared at him.

Seventeen death claws!

And the two-story mother body!

After staring at the guy who had no head, Wu Tao swallowed and said with difficulty.

That dead claw...is it dead?

Knowing which end he was referring to, Sis, who was brushing the VM, nodded as if nothing had happened.

Oh, dead.

At this moment, her body was covered in blood, and she was shocking red from head to toe, and her whole body completely turned into a bloody person.

When I first returned here, I even scared the children in the village to cry.

The survivors around looked at each other, with more or less complicated expressions on their faces.

Dead Ah... If you die, die. Wu Tao sighed, his face full of sorrow. People from the Legion may be here again in a short time.

He didn't expect that the alien species that eats people and does not spit bones can become their patron saint and protect the village for the rest of his life.

However, he had fantasized that those barbaric soldiers would be frightened by the power of the big guy and dared not take the risk of coming here to disturb them again.

He felt a little sad, and Sesame Paste whispered.

This place will soon become a battlefield, and I suggest you move away as soon as possible.

That's right!Tail nodded seriously and said, "You can go to Dawn City, everyone there is fine!"Dear managers will take you in!

Is that true? Thank you for your kindness, Wu Tao sighed and continued with a headache, but this is our home after all, and we have lived here for more than a century... You suddenly want us to move out now.

At this time, Sis, who was fiddling with the VM, suddenly spoke.

Actually, there is another way...

Although she was a little afraid of this crazy woman covered in blood, her intuition told Wu Tao that she might have really thought of something good.

So he mustered up the courage and asked with a tough bullet.

What, what method?

Moving to Shelter No. 79, we emptied several buildings, which were more than enough to accommodate two or three hundred people.If you really don’t want to leave your hometown, you can hide there temporarily, and it’s the same if you come back to live after the war is over.

Yes, you can hide in Shelter No. 79 first!A sudden expression appeared on his tail's face, and he touched his chin and nodded, ...Anyway, we might also build a new survivor settlement here, and it seems unnecessary to move to Dawn City.

Sesame hesitated and said: But...we do not have the authority to shelter No. 79, right?

Hearing this sentence, Shi's blood-stained face suddenly showed a subtle expression.

Uh, about this question, I was just about to say... Although I don't know what the situation is, I seem to have obtained some permissions belonging to that guy.

As she said that, she handed out the VM in her hand.

I saw that on the screen, there was the surveillance footage of a room in Sanctuary No. 79, and in the corner of the room, a body with a headshot was lying there.

The corpse is not someone else.

It's her own...