Chapter 410 Funeral and Visitors from Afar
"Dog Fountain, give me your life!"
"Damn! I've drawn so many times... Why can't I get hit once?! Let me go! I've made contributions to the alliance! I want to see the manager!"
"Come on, give me a hand!"
"Left leg is up to you!"
"???"
"Oh oh oh! This eyepiece is so powerful! The little people I see are glowing! Tsk, what a pity, it would be great if it could see through!"
"Ah ah Awei, don't run! Let me see too!"
"No, no, your head is too big! It will break me!"
The sanatorium above Shelter 404, the square at the entrance is as lively as a festival, and the players who logged in have received their prizes.
Including Fountain's portable shield backpack.
Including Tail's thermal imaging eyepiece.
And a series of novelties.
Fountain, who was carried and dragged to a big tree by his good brothers, screamed, repeatedly calling out "Dog Battlefield" and "Where is my son".
Unfortunately, the brave general under his command has already followed the legion to the desert, and may have turned into the shape of the legion by now.
Wearing square-headed glasses and making a hehehe laugh, Tail was chased all over the square by Rourou, while Sisi and Zhimahu sat beside the square and watched leisurely.
"I feel that the eyepiece... should be connected to the helmet. Isn't it strange to tie it directly with a rubber band?" Sisi said with a little concern.
The cat ears on the top of his head shook slightly, and Zhimahu said with a smile.
"Well... don't care about these details."
The edge of the square.
Lao Bai held a short axe in his hand and scratched the back of his head with his left hand.
"How do I use this thing...?"
The handle of the axe was orange-red.
The axe blade did not look sharp, even a little blunt, but the side was as shiny as a mirror, reflecting a confused face.
The chicken-killing man walked over curiously and took a look. Seeing that the axe was so blunt that it could almost be used as a hammer, he walked away without interest.
Lao Bai's face was full of confusion.
This...
It's just a fire axe, right?
"Why don't you find something to chop it with?" Ye Shi, who was standing aside, didn't understand what was so special about this thing.
Kuangfeng pinched his chin and thought for a moment. Just as he was about to say what he thought, a familiar and reliable voice suddenly came from the side.
"Thermal-melting cutting axe."
"Although the application scenario is firefighting, it is different from ordinary firefighting axes. It can squeeze the gas on the axe blade according to special effects, and form a directional hot cutting airflow at the moment of high-speed impact on the target."
"The charging port is at the bottom of the axe handle. There is a button two inches above it. Press it to charge the capacitor."
The equipment that has appeared in the game can basically be retrieved in the official website database. The equipment produced by the shelter has detailed information.
Even if there is only one.
Before logging into the game, Fang Chang had gone through all the new equipment added in this lottery and had a general understanding of these weapons.
After all, the weapons in the shelter were set up in the pre-war era, not the exclusive property of players. Since they appeared in the hands of players, they might also appear in the hands of other forces.
However...
What surprised everyone was not what Fang Chang said, but him.
"Physical penetration, it must be Black Cleaver - Damn! Fang Chang!?"
Looking at Fang Chang walking from the base gate, Ye Shi's eyes suddenly widened, and even Kuang Feng beside him showed a surprised expression on his face.
"Are you up?"
"Well... I'm sorry I'm late, I just finished reading the update."
Fang Chang had dark circles on his face, probably because he didn't sleep well. Unlike usual, he had a windproof scarf hanging around his neck.
There were trees everywhere, and there was no wind and sand to block.
"Aren't you hot?"
"Not bad."
A rare blush appeared on that calm face.
After a light cough, Fang Chang changed the subject a little stiffly, and said with a serious expression, "...Let's put my business aside for now, what did you draw?"
"Big sniper!" Ye Shi laughed, with a hint of boasting in his tone, "Type 15 'Python' Gauss rifle! I finally got lucky!"
Fang Chang looked at him with a little surprise.
"So you drew that gun... Why didn't you bring it with you?"
Ye Shi said with a shy smile.
"It's useless to bring that when we go to the city today."
Kuangfeng teased.
"It's the ammunition that's hard to get."
Ye Shi scratched the back of his head.
"Ammunition is a small problem, the main problem is the barrel..."
Unlike the manager's Type 20 'Stinger' Gauss rifle with a barrelless design, the Type 15 is a long-range Gauss rifle with a barrel and rifling.
Since the projectile relies on the rifling to spin and the initial velocity of the projectile is relatively fast, the wear and tear on the barrel and the load are far greater than those of ordinary light weapons.
However, compared with the "fin-stabilized bullet" of the 20-type, the bullet of the 15-type is much cheaper, and can even be hand-rolled on the workbench of the weapon store.
Most of the Gauss rifles of the enterprise adopt a similar "barrel" design, and the barrel is made detachable for easy replacement, mostly for cost and convenience of local materials.
Fang Chang nodded in understanding.
"... I have seen the data of your weapon. The capacitor can accelerate a 65g 7mm projectile to Mach 5 when fully charged. It has excellent killing performance against long-range and ultra-long-range targets. It should be of great use after going to the desert map."
After making a fair evaluation of Ye Shi's weapon, he looked at Kuangfeng again.
"What about you?"
Kuangfeng replied.
"AlphaGo."
Fang Chang was slightly stunned.
"What?"
Kuangfeng continued.
"A mechanical dog, he named it."
"The mechanical dog... the A-1 ground weapon platform?" Fang Chang nodded in understanding.
He had also seen that weapon on the official website.
It looks like a 1.5-meter-long four-legged robot, with a regular load capacity of 2.7 tons. It can be used as a mobile supply station, battlefield signal repeater, and even a "charging station" for drones.
At the same time, it can also be used as a firepower platform, equipped with 12mm machine guns, 40mm grenades, smoke generators, etc.
Whether it is going to the dungeon or fighting in a group, this thing is very useful. It is simply a god-like outfit tailored for intelligence players.
Fang Chang only took 5 seconds to come up with more than 6 application scenarios. So far, it seems that only this one has been released in the entire server.
Lao Bai looked at Fang Chang.
"What about you?"
Fang Chang smiled and said.
"Powered wing suit! I was planning to take it out from the shelter. According to the instructions, it can be carried as a backpack or disassembled as a fixed-wing drone. However, after wearing this thing, you can't wear a heavy exoskeleton... and I've never played wing suit flying, I need to practice."
Ye Shi: "Fuck, awesome!"
Kuangfeng: "It goes well with your bow and arrow."
"It's okay," Fang Chang said modestly, and then looked at Lao Bai, "Speaking of which, Lao Bai, have you reached the knight level in contribution points?"
"Well, 100125 points, just got the title of knight!" Lao Bai grinned and said, "The power armor is quite expensive, it cost me 1 million silver coins."
Hearing this, everyone around was envious.
The first power armor in the whole server!
The combat ceiling of the server has been raised again.
Fang Chang couldn't help rolling his eyes: "It's good to be able to buy it with one million silver coins, be content."
Ye Shi couldn't help complaining.
"Too Versailles!"
Lao Bai smiled embarrassedly.
To be honest, at first he was a little worried about whether there would be any flaws in that thing, but when he really put on that power armor, he immediately understood why the manager always wore power armor and didn't want to take it off.
Although that thing looks bulky, it is actually more flexible than imagined. After the power is fully pulled, you can hardly feel the weight at all.
Not only that, the comfort of the armor is also quite exquisite, with a built-in air purification system and air conditioning. The service life of the portable reactor and fuel rods that provide energy is calculated in years and months respectively, so there is no need to worry about endurance.
Such a perfect equipment is obviously worth more than one million silver coins. Even if there is another zero at the end, the nobles of Boulder City will definitely not hesitate to pay tens of millions of chips to buy it.
It is precisely for this reason that the equipment requires a contribution level to purchase, and it will be bound to the user after purchase. If it is not used, it can only be sold back to the shelter at a 10% discount.
At this point, some cloud players will definitely be curious, what will happen if I don't follow the rules and laws and insist on selling the bound equipment to other survivor settlements?
This question is very well asked.
After getting the helmet, spend nearly a year to train the contribution points to the knight, and try it with an account worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions, and carrying countless memories and emotions, and you will know.
Of course, if you can't even stand the ban from the dog group owner, it's better not to overestimate your blood pressure and mentality.
After roughly understanding the equipment of the teammates, Fang Chang continued.
"Speaking of which, what are our plans today?"
"The scientific expedition mission, the target is within the second ring road of the city center, help our brother Yin Fang get some research samples back, and test the new equipment just obtained by the way." Lao Bai looked at Fang Chang and teased, "By the way, you are so anxious to do the task, why don't you go to accompany your girlfriend?"
"By the way, I almost forgot to ask, how far have you developed?" Ye Shi's gossip soul instantly burned, and his eyes flashed.
Although Kuangfeng didn't say anything, he also looked at this side curiously.
Fang Chang's eyes slightly evaded and drifted to the side, and his index finger and thumb, which had nowhere to go, pinched the sideburns of his hair.
Everyone waited for a long time.
In the end, they only waited for an ambiguous perfunctory answer.
"...This game is too real."
There was a silence around.
Ye Shi suddenly looked at Kuangfeng.
"Why not send this guy to accompany Brother Quanshui."
Kuangfeng nodded with a subtle expression.
"Well... I think it's OK."
Fang Chang: "...?"
...
[
ID: Chu Guang
Gene Sequence: Manager (Phase 4)
Level: LV.27→LV.30
——Basic Attributes——
Strength: 25→33
Agility: 20→25
Constitution: 22→27
Perception: 21→26
Intelligence: 24→29
]
Shelter 404 B3 Floor.
Lying on the scanning bed in the infirmary, Chu Guang confirmed the updated attribute panel through the tablet handed by Heya.
28 attribute points.
Most of them are brought by the breakthrough of 30% in the development progress of the gene sequence.
Compared with other players, his attribute growth is relatively balanced. Although one item is not outstanding, the total amount is ridiculously high.
In addition, after "Wild Instinct", "Mind Deterrence" and "Hive Mind", the fourth stage of the gene sequence gives him a new "talent".
["Victory Call": The vocal cords vibrate at a special frequency, injecting courage into the shouting voice, and making the person who resonates with it have an invincible determination. ]
The new talent is also the halo.
At Heya's suggestion, Chu Guang experimented with her.
According to her own evaluation, the heart rate and adrenaline increased, and other indicators also changed slightly, but the effect was not too obvious.
Maybe it was because of the wrong application scenario, maybe the volume was not enough, or the bionic organs weakened the resonance between organisms...
In short, the effect is not as obvious as the hive mind.
After all, when Chu Guang opened the talent in the command center, he could clearly feel that the officers' thinking speed was much faster.
I don't know when I can give him "All Combat Power +8".
"... It seems that my previous conjecture is correct. Your gene sequence will obtain evolutionary elements from the development progress of other individuals, thereby accumulating its own development progress. Just like you said, you can get experience... Although the principle is not clear yet, the general effect is similar."
Staring at the slowly floating DNA sequence and the three-dimensional human body structure diagram on the screen, Heya, with his arms folded in front of his chest, sighed softly.
"If you continue to develop at this speed... it won't be long before you become a monster."
"Thank you for the compliment."
After putting on his shirt, Chu Guang's eyes fell on the terminal screen not far away, and the expression on his face suddenly became a little subtle.
Although it is a three-dimensional structure diagram, although this is the infirmary, although...
It is indeed a bit strange to be stared at.
Noticing Chu Guang's sight, Heya raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Anything else?"
"No more."
"Then get out quickly, I also want to continue my research." Heya urged with a slightly excited expression.
It can be seen that the research material just obtained from him has brought a lot of inspiration to her research topic.
I hope her topic can be completed soon.
He was also confused about what happened to him, especially when he thought of the dream he had last night.
In the dream.
He returned to the original wilderness, but did not walk south to Beth Street. Instead, he followed the dim lights and walked uncontrollably to 76th Street in the east.
That was the mutant's nest.
The big green-skinned old men sat at the door and feasted, chewing rotten meat whole and humming doomsday songs in a rude voice.
He clearly "saw" himself, the man in the blue coat retreated palely, accidentally stepped on the trip wire of the landmine, and fell next to a scrap car in a puff of smoke.
The dream ended here.
But there was a slight difference. That night was not a clear sky, no drooling two-headed dog, but heavy snow...
After coming out of the infirmary.
Chu Guang happened to run into Yin Fang who was walking out of the warehouse. He looked worried and muttered quietly.
"What a waste..."
Chu Guang, who was thinking about the nightmare last night, raised his head and looked at him in confusion.
"Waste?"
Yin Fang sighed.
"Well, the black box for producing coffee beans."
When he came back from the front line, Chu Guang brought back the black box of Shelter No. 79, leaving only a box for making blue coats for the newbies and a box that was too big to move and was used to produce portable reactors.
The "Champion" injection is a good BUFF for players, and researchers in the shelter can also use it to refresh themselves, while the "Fun" multi-flavor biscuits can be used to earn foreign exchange, and the "Asteroid" brand meat cans can be used as military rations.
Chu Guang has made proper arrangements for how to use each black box, only the one that produces coffee beans is useless, so he simply gave it to Yin Fang for research.
When he first got the black box, Chu Guang saw that this guy had a look of great joy on his face. It's been less than a day, and he's already tired of it?
Chu Guang couldn't help but look a little weird.
"... Is there anything wrong with that black box?"
"No problem, the technology is like magic, perfect and fascinating, and the coffee beans grown in an environment at an altitude of 1,500 meters are undoubtedly the best of the best..."
As he spoke, Yin Fang's expression on his face suddenly became indignant, "But why do you have to dry and dehydrate! Can't it omit the last redundant step!"
Chu Guang was stunned for a moment.
"... Can't it be dried?"
He didn't understand it very well, and he didn't drink it very much.
"...Can rice be grown from shelled rice? And even if the same beans are ground into powder, they can't hide the fact that they have no soul. I might as well drink instant ones."
Muttering incomprehensible words, Yin Fang shook his head and walked towards the elevator under Chu Guang's blank gaze...
...
The dawn in the distance climbed up the treetops, and the sun at noon shone on the northern suburbs of Qingquan City, which was much quieter than yesterday.
Yesterday was a celebration.
Today is the funeral of the glorious ones.
Since most of the creatures that can survive in the wasteland are not picky eaters, most of the survivors' settlements will burn the bodies to avoid attracting dangerous alien species.
Over time, cremation became a custom.
The Alliance continued this custom.
However, for the glorious ones who sacrificed for the Alliance, the Alliance will reserve a tombstone for them for future generations to admire, and respect their wishes to bury their ashes under the tombstone or scatter them where they want to go.
In addition, players have more choices. They can be cremated or lie in the active material conversion furnace to refine their bodies.
The recovered active materials can offset the cost of resurrection.
The propeller plane of the alliance stretched white smoke in the air, and several ace pilots kicked off the funeral with superb flight performances.
The plane slowly landed on the airport runway.
Taking off the pilot's hat, Luo Yu complained.
"Damn! Why is my plane called Xiaochuan?"
Mosquito walked to the side and said with a grin.
"You named it yourself, who will drive it if you don't?"
Luo Yu: "@#%!"
The cemetery on the east side of Shuguang City.
There are blue-gray stone tablets on the lush lawn, and there is a hint of sadness in the quiet atmosphere.
The emcee, dressed in formal clothes, read the eulogy in a long and steady voice.
There are many people standing inside and outside the cemetery.
There were officials from Dawn City, officers from the First Corps, representatives from various industries, and soldiers from the honor guard. Outside the cemetery, there were also people who came here spontaneously.
Including mercenaries who followed the Alliance to fight.
For most survivors in the wasteland, funerals are very rare, especially such public funerals.
Exposing corpses in the wilderness is the fate of wastelanders.
Standing in the middle of a group of people, Chu Guang watched the funeral quietly.
In the ceremony regulated by the Alliance, people attending the funeral ceremony are not required to wear clothes of a certain color, but only to dress formally and appropriately.
The azure armor named "Order" is undoubtedly the highest standard of courtesy for the heroic souls who died in the war.
Standing next to Chu Guang, Luo Hua was in a low mood, with a heavy look between his brows. Although he was still recovering from his injuries, he still insisted on coming here on crutches.
"Sorry... I have caused you so much trouble."
Chu Guang glanced at him and said softly.
"Don't blame yourself. This is not your fault."
Whether Luo Hua is there or not, the people of the legion will come here sooner or later after solving the troubles in Luoxia Province.
The ambition of the jackals is endless.
Unless they are hurt.
However, Luo Hua did not think so. He was still immersed in the mood of self-blame, with complex expressions in his eyes. I don't know what he was thinking.
The funeral was halfway through.
At this time, Luca suddenly moved to Chu Guang's side and whispered in a very soft voice.
"The envoys of Giant Stone City have arrived in Dawn City. The head of the delegation is the head of the Giant Stone City Militia. He claims to represent the Lord of Giant Stone City and hopes to talk to you face to face about the establishment of an embassy, the Heart of Steel and future cooperation."
After listening to Luca's report quietly, Chu Guang nodded slightly and said in a very soft voice.
"Let them come to see me."
Luca asked softly.
"Here?"
Chu Guang nodded.
"Yes." Without asking any more questions, Luca nodded respectfully, turned around and retreated into the crowd, and hurriedly left the cemetery.
About half an hour.
When Luca returned again, he was accompanied by two guards and the delegation of Boulder City.
There were six people in the delegation.
Chu Guang glanced at the man closest to Luca.
He was wearing the uniform of the militia, with golden ribbons on his epaulettes, and a majestic and sharp look between his eyebrows. I think this man should be the leader of the Boulder City militia.
If I remember correctly, his name seems to be Zhao Yongxu, and he is a confidant of "Lord Fang Ming" mentioned by Mr. House.
Chu Guang's eyes stayed on him for two seconds, then moved away and continued to look at the master of ceremonies who was presiding over the funeral.
The expression of the militia leader was slightly surprised, and then a hint of displeasure flashed across his face.
Noticing the expression on his face, Luca, who was standing next to him, said softly.
"Our manager is attending the funeral of the fallen soldiers. This is the most important arrangement in his schedule today... Please wait for a while."
Zhao Yongxu's voice was slightly unhappy.
"Is there anything more important than our relationship?"
In his opinion, it was just a few boxes of ashes. Why go to such trouble to bury them somewhere?
After the wave ended, they usually packed the bodies of the mercenaries and the bodies of the aliens together and gave them to the cooperating business for disposal. They would not waste time on any funeral ceremony.
Luca's expression did not change, and he still spoke softly in a calm tone.
"The administrator often tells us that respect for death is respect for life... You are in your prime and should have a long time left. Why do you want to compete with the deceased?"
Zhao Yongxu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of ferocity flashed in his expression, but it was only for a moment, and he quickly restrained the look.
He was indeed in the wrong for visiting without prior appointment.
But even so, the "pretentious" attitude of these people still made him feel angry.
They simply didn't take them seriously!
However, now they are under someone else's roof.
Signaling his men and other messengers to stay calm, Zhao Yongxu stood quietly outside the cemetery, intending to see what tricks the administrator wanted to play.
Not long after.
He heard the master of ceremonies say in a solemn and solemn voice.
"…In memory of the 2,934 residents of the shelter, 231 residents of Dawn City, 71 residents of Dawn City, and 397 residents of Stone City who died."
"Your sacrifice brought us hard-won peace, and we will continue to move forward with your ideals."
The officer standing next to Zhao Yongxu raised his eyebrows and whispered to the messenger on the other side in a low voice.
"Residents of Stone City? Could that person be talking about... those mercenaries who exchanged their lives for wine money?"
The noble from the inner city also nodded with a subtle expression.
"It should be."
These people actually buried the ashes of the mercenaries together?
The officer sneered, and although he didn't say anything, the disdain in his eyes was even more naked.
He didn't care who these country bumpkins from the northern suburbs were going to bury, but he felt offended to call those mercenaries residents of Stone City.
If those cockroaches lying on the wall begging for life can be considered residents of the Stone City, then their population is too much.
Zhao Yongxu frowned slightly.
What he cared about was not the conversation of his subordinates beside him, but the mercenaries standing by the cemetery not far away and watching.
The complex expressions on those people's faces made him feel a little unhappy, but he couldn't tell where the unhappiness came from.
Chu Guang, standing in the cemetery, walked to the tombstone and placed a bouquet of flowers. After reading the eulogy prepared in advance, he quietly returned to his position.
So far, the funeral has come to an end.
Chu Guang did not expect the envoy of the Stone City to be moved to tears by this solemn funeral and make concessions in the negotiations...
That kind of idealistic thing is simply unrealistic.
But if their leader is willing to come up at this time and place a bouquet of flowers on the tombstone, it may change many people's evaluation of them.
Whether it was the people of Dawn City or the people of Boulder City.
Unfortunately, the man did not do so, and even refused to put on a hypocritical performance, thinking that staying one more second would be a waste of life.
If it was Du Long, he would have taken this opportunity to make an impromptu speech and announced his friendship with the Alliance... After all, it wouldn't hurt to just move his mouth.
"It seems he is a 'hawk'."
Chu Guang thought silently in his heart.
The identity of "the highest military commander" is out of respect, and the attitude of this "head of the delegation" himself roughly represents the attitude of the city lord himself.
This negotiation is likely to be difficult.
But from another perspective, if the claws of the hawks can be smoothed, the south may become the strongest shield of the alliance.
This may be an opportunity.
I already knew what the head of the delegation was going to say next. Just as Chu Guang was thinking about how to talk about it, Xiao Qi's sigh came to his ears.
"Master."
"There are planes coming from the east!"
Chu Guang hesitated slightly.
"Plane?"
Xiao Qi said enthusiastically.
"Yes! There are many."