Morale?
despair?
fear?
These emotions may appear in anyone.
But it is impossible to appear on the players!
They may not be well-trained soldiers, but they must be natural warriors.
The threat of death is meaningless to them. Instead of giving them any fear, the gunshots ignited their desire for battle, experience, and spoils.
Take off the mask of civilized people, at this moment they are a real natural disaster.
Just like the undead without fear of death!
Raiders?
Fuck him!
After so long, I finally got some exciting activities!
Free fire!Repeat and fire freely!
Please note that you are facing the most vicious people in this wasteland. The rules and means of civilized people do not apply to them, so there is no need to show mercy!Use all the means you can think of and beat me hard!
Beat them until they kneel on the ground and beg for mercy!
In this battle, Chu Guang mobilized 34 reserve troops.
And this is almost all the staff near the base at this moment!
Fifteen revolver rifles, armed thirty people.
Two of them were in a group, sharing a rifle and 15 7mm bullets, while the other was preparing with bows and arrows and throwing objects, supporting them in the back row.
If the teammate falls to the ground, the substitute will be on the bench.
If the ammunition is exhausted, then close combat will be fought!
Thirty players were divided into fifteen teams, and they broke into pieces and broke out from the east gate and the west gate. They spread out and surrounded the north gate.
Since there was no radio command, it was agreed to use the whistle as a trumpet.
The other four players with the highest contributions are led by Chu Guang, carrying the newly bought 7mm and 9mm bolt-action rifles, each of whom still carried 15 rounds of ammunition, surrounded from Ximen to the rear of the raiders.
When the whistle sounded, gunshots were connected in the whole woodland, and bullets were heard flying around in the sky, explosives were banging, and they couldn't hear what each other was saying.
But this doesn't matter!
For players who are not affected by morale, the more chaotic the battle situation makes them excited and the more beneficial it is to them. More than 30 people have exerted the momentum of sixty people and surrounded the only ten raiders.
If it weren't for the punishment of death, there would be a CD left in the resurrection, I'm afraid they would have pulled out the javelin, axe, and a small stool to rush.
Pull the gun line, pull the gun line, don’t stand still and hit, let’s push from south to north.It's noon now, they are backlit, we have the advantage!
We surround ourselves on the left and smoke on the right, and they will think they are surrounded!
Are you not afraid of being heard by shouting so loudly?
Just a fool, they don’t understand!
Damn, it makes sense!
Mom, this is no more exciting than squad.
Grass, I seem to be shot... Huh?It doesn't hurt at all?
The plunderers in front of the North Gate were completely stunned.
They were not regular soldiers, they were just scattered soldiers and brave men. The people they met before were all soft persimmons and they broke as soon as they were pinched. Have you ever seen such hard bones that become more fierce as they beat?
How many of them are there???
have no idea!Damn, is this really a survivor base with only thirty people?!Why do I feel... there are more than thirty people surrounding us alone!
Damn, why do I feel like bandits than us!
I only had time to retreat fifty meters.
The plunderers who had just dispersed were pressed to the ground tightly, lying behind the cover and did not dare to move, so they could only barely fight back.
Bullets flew around the scalp, accompanied by the flames of explosives and thick smoke, and occasionally arrows, stones, and javelins passing through the thick smoke.
The air was filled with a pungent smell of sulfur.
They couldn't even tell which direction the bullet was fired, and they just felt that guns were fired from all directions and people from all directions.
The enemy is on our wings!Damn it!They are trying to surround us!
What's the thing?!Only these cowards dare to surround us?!
Grass, how dare they come out of the wall!
The tenth prince named Badger was already stunned.
It was obvious that he came to the door with his own initiative, but why was he surrounded by the opponent?
He led the team to raid the survivor stronghold, and there were no five but ten.There are few households, and there are nearly a hundred households, but I have never seen such a tenacious and outrageous one.
Good guy.
Is this the whole nation full of soldiers??
The badger could feel that the opponent's marksmanship was very bad and his equipment was not as good as his side. However, his aura was suppressed by the opponent.
The ominous premonition became stronger and stronger, and he had already felt a desire to retreat in his heart.
But these people obviously don't plan to let them go.
The gunshots were clearly moving toward their side and closer.If they don’t find a way to fight out, they will soon face three directions of encirclement.
Realizing this, the blood in the badger's heart was also ignited.
His eyes were red, he clenched his teeth, and installed a bayonet on the iron pipe rifle in his hand.
Grass!Fight with them!
However, just as he was thinking this, a strange figure suddenly appeared behind the bunker not far away.
I saw that the man was carrying a big guy with a strange shape in his hand. Its overall structure consisted of wooden barrels and iron pipes, just like... a large watering can?
The man put the guy in his hand on the ground, set up the wooden bipod at the mouth of the pipe, aimed the nozzle at the nozzle, and at the same time he was chanting something, accompanied by a weird smile that was almost crazy.
It is naturally impossible for badgers to understand.
But the nearby players could hear it clearly and consciously avoided the madman.
Ha ha ha ha!Feel my passion!
The narrow and long fire snake spurted out from the mouth of the iron pipe and poured into the center of the raider's position.
Although the rain of fire was not wet, it ignited the dead branches and leaves around it, forming a sea of fire that divided the battlefield.
Thick smoke rolled up.
The ground burns hot!
There was smoke everywhere, making these raiders almost unable to aim.
Brother Mosquito had only time to spray a round of flames, and immediately threw away his Hellfire 02 and ran away.
You can't run without running.
This thing is very pleasant to spray, but the pressure of the discharge is not enough, so the fire burns back along the fuel and gives me some.
Before Brother Mosquito could run out, his Hellfire 02 exploded with a bang.
Fortunately, the players around avoided it early, but did not hurt their own people.
Although I had only had time to spray a shuttle, its effect had obviously been achieved.
The flames boiling on the battlefield and the almost scorched air around them became the last straw that crushed the psychological defense of the raiders.
The loud whistle sounded again, and it was the horn of the charge.
The players who formed a siege had almost shot the bullets, and the ground was filled with smoke and fire, which made them even more red in their eyes.
After hearing the whistle, they all rushed out of the bunker as if they were stimulants, picked up javelins, axes and even bricks, and charged under the cover of shouts of killing and smoke.
The surrounded plunderers have never seen such a scene. They have always been rushing towards others. How can they see someone rushing towards them like this?
Morale was completely unstoppable.
These mobs began to collapse from the outermost point and eventually fled in panic.
One of the three hunting dogs was bitten to death by the Garbage King, one of them was scared away by the big green lizard, and the other was shot to death while running away.
Looking at his teammates who fell one after another, Badger felt desperate and trembled and dropped the weapon in his hand, kneeled on the ground and raised his hands.
stop!I beg you!
We surrender!
……
In principle, plunderers rarely surrender, after all, they have never treated prisoners well, and no one will treat them well.
But the blue coats on these people made the badger's heart a little lucky.
Who is willing to die if you can live?
They are not people with firm beliefs themselves.
The battle lasted in less than fifteen minutes and ended.
Hearing the gunshots from the base, nearby players kept coming to support and joined the encirclement and suppression of the plunderers in a tacit understanding.
As a result, Chu Guang's number of people hit the back, and the number of people on the side became more and more, from the initial 34 to 45, the morale became higher and higher.
After the battle, Chu Guang led the players to put out the open fire in the forest, then cleaned the battlefield, and counted the casualties.
Originally, he had already made plans to use active substance reserves, but he did not expect that the performance of these players was beyond his expectations.
Although seven were injured, none of them died.
The one who was most injured was a physical system, and was shot in the thigh while charging.
Fortunately, the bullet penetrated directly, neither hurting the artery nor the bones.
Due to the blocking of the pain of the limit, when he realized it, the wound had stopped bleeding and even the bandage was saved.
As for the raiders, it can be said that it is quite miserable.Ten of them were beaten to death on the spot, two were seriously injured and bleeding, and the remaining three were captured with minor injuries.
The only drawback is that the bullet consumed a total of more than 200 rounds, which directly consumed the amount of trade, which made Chu Guang feel a lot of pain.
These players really didn't save him at all, and they wanted to kill all the bullets they fired.
Especially this revolver is still semi-automatic, and the firing rate is not low. I snatched a few times and then ran out without saying a word.
Speaking of which, there are only ten people on the other side!
Is it difficult to see someone shoot again?
What Chu Guang was most unable to complain was that among the seven dead people, four of them were killed by javelins, bows and arrows and axes, and only three actually died of gunshot wounds.
One of these was knocked down by himself with a gun.
We have to find an opportunity to let these players practice their guns!
No, it’s better to let them buy the gun and raise their own ammunition!
According to this style of play, it is really fierce, and it is really strong, but after just one battle, nearly half of the ammunition inventory of the outpost was consumed.
With the current logistics of the shelter, it is really a bit unbearable.
Fortunately, the gains from this battle are not small, which is a comfort to Chu Guang.
There were ten guns in total, nearly eighty bullets of different calibers, a molten bottle that was not available, and two dirty needles.
What's this?
Chu Guang glanced at the prisoner who was squatting on the ground with his hands in his arms and pointed to the needle in his hand.
The captive raised his head and quickly buried his fear.
Stimulants...
Is it easy to use?
Well, it should be OK.
No matter how easy it is to use, Chu Guang dares not try it on himself. He will just throw it together with the pile of spoils. Maybe one day players will be interested in buying it for research.
Then, Chu Guang instructed several players next to him to tie the hands and feet of the three injured prisoners together and tie them to wooden stakes at the north gate.
The outpost has not yet been built in a prison, so I can only watch people like this for the time being.
To be honest, Chu Guang hasn't figured out how to deal with these three prisoners.
I heard that some survivors live in the settlements directly, some sell them to slave merchants or mines, and some are more curious about picking organs and selling them alone.
After all, bionic organs are usually expensive and cannot be afforded by ordinary people. In comparison, organizations picked from slaves or clones are more economical.
But Chu Guang couldn't do such anti-human things.
Besides, he doesn't have the conditions for that kind of surgery here.
At this time, Fang Chang, carrying a bow and arrow, walked over from not far away.
When the battle broke out, the Niuma team was hunting in the nearby urban area. When they heard the gunshots, the battle was basically over.
It can be said that they had no sense of participation in this battle.
Dear Master, the raiders of the North have discovered us, and my advice is that we should take advantage of the victory!Don't give them any chance to breathe, and end this mystery once and for all!
That's right!
Fuck them!
After looking at the players around him who were eager to try, Chu Guang thought for a moment, and finally shook his head.
We do not have the conditions to take the initiative yet.
Woodland combat and urban combat are completely different concepts. The former is the home court on his own side, while the latter is the home court on the plunderers.
Pulling these players into the city to fight street battles with the plunderers and rush into minefields is basically no different from giving away heads.
The resurrection CD will last at least three days, so you have to be more cautious.
According to the information obtained by Trash Jun's several investigations, the predator tribe located in the abandoned tire factory has a scale of at least fifty people.
Based on the information of the Liszt caravan, it is estimated that this number is around 60 to 70.
If the other party hadn't mistakenly judged his strength, he would probably have sent only a team of ten people.
The only thing that is thankful now is that all ten people were kept by him. The other party still couldn't figure out the truth and reality of his side for a while, and they might not even know whether the person sent to fight Qiufeng was dead or alive.
According to the normal way of thinking, they would send a few scouts to inquire about the information first, and then plan the next round of attacks.
Of course, maybe they don’t play by the rules.
Thinking of this, Chu Guang continued to look at the players beside him.
Our enemies have rich experience in street fighting. They have been active in this area for a long time and are far more familiar with the terrain in the city than we do.It is not a wise decision to rashly enter their home court when neither the number of people nor equipment has formed an absolute advantage.
At present, our strategy is still mainly defense and harassment as the supplement.Suffer their vital power in a protracted war, forcing them to give up their advantages and enter our home court.
I had a strong sense that the upcoming heavy snow would provide us with a perfect opportunity.
Before this, what we have to do is to exchange time for space and do our best to develop.
Everyone, the war has begun!
despair?
fear?
These emotions may appear in anyone.
But it is impossible to appear on the players!
They may not be well-trained soldiers, but they must be natural warriors.
The threat of death is meaningless to them. Instead of giving them any fear, the gunshots ignited their desire for battle, experience, and spoils.
Take off the mask of civilized people, at this moment they are a real natural disaster.
Just like the undead without fear of death!
Raiders?
Fuck him!
After so long, I finally got some exciting activities!
Free fire!Repeat and fire freely!
Please note that you are facing the most vicious people in this wasteland. The rules and means of civilized people do not apply to them, so there is no need to show mercy!Use all the means you can think of and beat me hard!
Beat them until they kneel on the ground and beg for mercy!
In this battle, Chu Guang mobilized 34 reserve troops.
And this is almost all the staff near the base at this moment!
Fifteen revolver rifles, armed thirty people.
Two of them were in a group, sharing a rifle and 15 7mm bullets, while the other was preparing with bows and arrows and throwing objects, supporting them in the back row.
If the teammate falls to the ground, the substitute will be on the bench.
If the ammunition is exhausted, then close combat will be fought!
Thirty players were divided into fifteen teams, and they broke into pieces and broke out from the east gate and the west gate. They spread out and surrounded the north gate.
Since there was no radio command, it was agreed to use the whistle as a trumpet.
The other four players with the highest contributions are led by Chu Guang, carrying the newly bought 7mm and 9mm bolt-action rifles, each of whom still carried 15 rounds of ammunition, surrounded from Ximen to the rear of the raiders.
When the whistle sounded, gunshots were connected in the whole woodland, and bullets were heard flying around in the sky, explosives were banging, and they couldn't hear what each other was saying.
But this doesn't matter!
For players who are not affected by morale, the more chaotic the battle situation makes them excited and the more beneficial it is to them. More than 30 people have exerted the momentum of sixty people and surrounded the only ten raiders.
If it weren't for the punishment of death, there would be a CD left in the resurrection, I'm afraid they would have pulled out the javelin, axe, and a small stool to rush.
Pull the gun line, pull the gun line, don’t stand still and hit, let’s push from south to north.It's noon now, they are backlit, we have the advantage!
We surround ourselves on the left and smoke on the right, and they will think they are surrounded!
Are you not afraid of being heard by shouting so loudly?
Just a fool, they don’t understand!
Damn, it makes sense!
Mom, this is no more exciting than squad.
Grass, I seem to be shot... Huh?It doesn't hurt at all?
The plunderers in front of the North Gate were completely stunned.
They were not regular soldiers, they were just scattered soldiers and brave men. The people they met before were all soft persimmons and they broke as soon as they were pinched. Have you ever seen such hard bones that become more fierce as they beat?
How many of them are there???
have no idea!Damn, is this really a survivor base with only thirty people?!Why do I feel... there are more than thirty people surrounding us alone!
Damn, why do I feel like bandits than us!
I only had time to retreat fifty meters.
The plunderers who had just dispersed were pressed to the ground tightly, lying behind the cover and did not dare to move, so they could only barely fight back.
Bullets flew around the scalp, accompanied by the flames of explosives and thick smoke, and occasionally arrows, stones, and javelins passing through the thick smoke.
The air was filled with a pungent smell of sulfur.
They couldn't even tell which direction the bullet was fired, and they just felt that guns were fired from all directions and people from all directions.
The enemy is on our wings!Damn it!They are trying to surround us!
What's the thing?!Only these cowards dare to surround us?!
Grass, how dare they come out of the wall!
The tenth prince named Badger was already stunned.
It was obvious that he came to the door with his own initiative, but why was he surrounded by the opponent?
He led the team to raid the survivor stronghold, and there were no five but ten.There are few households, and there are nearly a hundred households, but I have never seen such a tenacious and outrageous one.
Good guy.
Is this the whole nation full of soldiers??
The badger could feel that the opponent's marksmanship was very bad and his equipment was not as good as his side. However, his aura was suppressed by the opponent.
The ominous premonition became stronger and stronger, and he had already felt a desire to retreat in his heart.
But these people obviously don't plan to let them go.
The gunshots were clearly moving toward their side and closer.If they don’t find a way to fight out, they will soon face three directions of encirclement.
Realizing this, the blood in the badger's heart was also ignited.
His eyes were red, he clenched his teeth, and installed a bayonet on the iron pipe rifle in his hand.
Grass!Fight with them!
However, just as he was thinking this, a strange figure suddenly appeared behind the bunker not far away.
I saw that the man was carrying a big guy with a strange shape in his hand. Its overall structure consisted of wooden barrels and iron pipes, just like... a large watering can?
The man put the guy in his hand on the ground, set up the wooden bipod at the mouth of the pipe, aimed the nozzle at the nozzle, and at the same time he was chanting something, accompanied by a weird smile that was almost crazy.
It is naturally impossible for badgers to understand.
But the nearby players could hear it clearly and consciously avoided the madman.
Ha ha ha ha!Feel my passion!
The narrow and long fire snake spurted out from the mouth of the iron pipe and poured into the center of the raider's position.
Although the rain of fire was not wet, it ignited the dead branches and leaves around it, forming a sea of fire that divided the battlefield.
Thick smoke rolled up.
The ground burns hot!
There was smoke everywhere, making these raiders almost unable to aim.
Brother Mosquito had only time to spray a round of flames, and immediately threw away his Hellfire 02 and ran away.
You can't run without running.
This thing is very pleasant to spray, but the pressure of the discharge is not enough, so the fire burns back along the fuel and gives me some.
Before Brother Mosquito could run out, his Hellfire 02 exploded with a bang.
Fortunately, the players around avoided it early, but did not hurt their own people.
Although I had only had time to spray a shuttle, its effect had obviously been achieved.
The flames boiling on the battlefield and the almost scorched air around them became the last straw that crushed the psychological defense of the raiders.
The loud whistle sounded again, and it was the horn of the charge.
The players who formed a siege had almost shot the bullets, and the ground was filled with smoke and fire, which made them even more red in their eyes.
After hearing the whistle, they all rushed out of the bunker as if they were stimulants, picked up javelins, axes and even bricks, and charged under the cover of shouts of killing and smoke.
The surrounded plunderers have never seen such a scene. They have always been rushing towards others. How can they see someone rushing towards them like this?
Morale was completely unstoppable.
These mobs began to collapse from the outermost point and eventually fled in panic.
One of the three hunting dogs was bitten to death by the Garbage King, one of them was scared away by the big green lizard, and the other was shot to death while running away.
Looking at his teammates who fell one after another, Badger felt desperate and trembled and dropped the weapon in his hand, kneeled on the ground and raised his hands.
stop!I beg you!
We surrender!
……
In principle, plunderers rarely surrender, after all, they have never treated prisoners well, and no one will treat them well.
But the blue coats on these people made the badger's heart a little lucky.
Who is willing to die if you can live?
They are not people with firm beliefs themselves.
The battle lasted in less than fifteen minutes and ended.
Hearing the gunshots from the base, nearby players kept coming to support and joined the encirclement and suppression of the plunderers in a tacit understanding.
As a result, Chu Guang's number of people hit the back, and the number of people on the side became more and more, from the initial 34 to 45, the morale became higher and higher.
After the battle, Chu Guang led the players to put out the open fire in the forest, then cleaned the battlefield, and counted the casualties.
Originally, he had already made plans to use active substance reserves, but he did not expect that the performance of these players was beyond his expectations.
Although seven were injured, none of them died.
The one who was most injured was a physical system, and was shot in the thigh while charging.
Fortunately, the bullet penetrated directly, neither hurting the artery nor the bones.
Due to the blocking of the pain of the limit, when he realized it, the wound had stopped bleeding and even the bandage was saved.
As for the raiders, it can be said that it is quite miserable.Ten of them were beaten to death on the spot, two were seriously injured and bleeding, and the remaining three were captured with minor injuries.
The only drawback is that the bullet consumed a total of more than 200 rounds, which directly consumed the amount of trade, which made Chu Guang feel a lot of pain.
These players really didn't save him at all, and they wanted to kill all the bullets they fired.
Especially this revolver is still semi-automatic, and the firing rate is not low. I snatched a few times and then ran out without saying a word.
Speaking of which, there are only ten people on the other side!
Is it difficult to see someone shoot again?
What Chu Guang was most unable to complain was that among the seven dead people, four of them were killed by javelins, bows and arrows and axes, and only three actually died of gunshot wounds.
One of these was knocked down by himself with a gun.
We have to find an opportunity to let these players practice their guns!
No, it’s better to let them buy the gun and raise their own ammunition!
According to this style of play, it is really fierce, and it is really strong, but after just one battle, nearly half of the ammunition inventory of the outpost was consumed.
With the current logistics of the shelter, it is really a bit unbearable.
Fortunately, the gains from this battle are not small, which is a comfort to Chu Guang.
There were ten guns in total, nearly eighty bullets of different calibers, a molten bottle that was not available, and two dirty needles.
What's this?
Chu Guang glanced at the prisoner who was squatting on the ground with his hands in his arms and pointed to the needle in his hand.
The captive raised his head and quickly buried his fear.
Stimulants...
Is it easy to use?
Well, it should be OK.
No matter how easy it is to use, Chu Guang dares not try it on himself. He will just throw it together with the pile of spoils. Maybe one day players will be interested in buying it for research.
Then, Chu Guang instructed several players next to him to tie the hands and feet of the three injured prisoners together and tie them to wooden stakes at the north gate.
The outpost has not yet been built in a prison, so I can only watch people like this for the time being.
To be honest, Chu Guang hasn't figured out how to deal with these three prisoners.
I heard that some survivors live in the settlements directly, some sell them to slave merchants or mines, and some are more curious about picking organs and selling them alone.
After all, bionic organs are usually expensive and cannot be afforded by ordinary people. In comparison, organizations picked from slaves or clones are more economical.
But Chu Guang couldn't do such anti-human things.
Besides, he doesn't have the conditions for that kind of surgery here.
At this time, Fang Chang, carrying a bow and arrow, walked over from not far away.
When the battle broke out, the Niuma team was hunting in the nearby urban area. When they heard the gunshots, the battle was basically over.
It can be said that they had no sense of participation in this battle.
Dear Master, the raiders of the North have discovered us, and my advice is that we should take advantage of the victory!Don't give them any chance to breathe, and end this mystery once and for all!
That's right!
Fuck them!
After looking at the players around him who were eager to try, Chu Guang thought for a moment, and finally shook his head.
We do not have the conditions to take the initiative yet.
Woodland combat and urban combat are completely different concepts. The former is the home court on his own side, while the latter is the home court on the plunderers.
Pulling these players into the city to fight street battles with the plunderers and rush into minefields is basically no different from giving away heads.
The resurrection CD will last at least three days, so you have to be more cautious.
According to the information obtained by Trash Jun's several investigations, the predator tribe located in the abandoned tire factory has a scale of at least fifty people.
Based on the information of the Liszt caravan, it is estimated that this number is around 60 to 70.
If the other party hadn't mistakenly judged his strength, he would probably have sent only a team of ten people.
The only thing that is thankful now is that all ten people were kept by him. The other party still couldn't figure out the truth and reality of his side for a while, and they might not even know whether the person sent to fight Qiufeng was dead or alive.
According to the normal way of thinking, they would send a few scouts to inquire about the information first, and then plan the next round of attacks.
Of course, maybe they don’t play by the rules.
Thinking of this, Chu Guang continued to look at the players beside him.
Our enemies have rich experience in street fighting. They have been active in this area for a long time and are far more familiar with the terrain in the city than we do.It is not a wise decision to rashly enter their home court when neither the number of people nor equipment has formed an absolute advantage.
At present, our strategy is still mainly defense and harassment as the supplement.Suffer their vital power in a protracted war, forcing them to give up their advantages and enter our home court.
I had a strong sense that the upcoming heavy snow would provide us with a perfect opportunity.
Before this, what we have to do is to exchange time for space and do our best to develop.
Everyone, the war has begun!
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