My players are so fierce

Chapter 1100 1098. This is so funny, is this the technical capability that Alpha Company is proud of? Hey, there's a BUG!

Because Murphy had agreed with Master Minx and the Steam Lords in advance to open an airship route to the Origin before going to the Origin, the Halflings had already prepared the transportation capacity.

The first batch of fifteen airships from Port Chardeau to Port of Origin were filled with excited players and a group of indigenous mercenaries who followed the players to eat meat and soup and longed to make a fortune, because the Genoa Peninsula has recently The situation is unstable, so there are quite a few of these guys licking blood from their knives.

Naturally, the combat effectiveness of indigenous mercenaries cannot be measured by players' standards, but considering that the indigenous mercenaries only have one life to waste, most of their warriors who can break through to the Black Iron level do have two brushes.

There is not much of a problem in terms of combat effectiveness. The only problem is that these guys can't really be expected to fight for "justice and justice."

The only thing that drives them to the place of origin is the legendary treasures of the Sand Sea.

However, players are already prepared for this.

In the restaurant of the first airship, the leaders of the mercenary group were summoned here. The races were quite mixed, including humans, barbarians, half-elves, dwarves, and even a shadow elf.

Only the leaders of mercenary groups with more than fifty people in their teams will be invited. Those lone wolves who work alone have been scattered to twelve airships. Ordinary players will also seize the opportunity to hire those who watch. A very fierce guy as a partner.

These leaders were very fierce and looked like they were not easy to mess with. However, the person they were talking to was Wu Duilun, the "general in charge of the army," so the mercenaries behaved quite modestly.

These guys are very good at reading people's orders. After all, the first rule of being a mercenary is to have a good eye.

"I, the current lieutenant colonel of the Transian People's Army! The twelve airships and everyone on them are under my control. You do not belong to the Transian order of operations, but it seems that everyone is willing to make your own efforts to quell the Sand Sea War. .

Therefore, you have been temporarily incorporated into the servant army. Do you have any objections to this? "

Five pairs of golden horses wearing military uniforms sat on the main seat with a majestic look. Behind him stood a powerful player wearing an exoskeleton on each side. The fully armed posture made the mercenaries feel the uniqueness of the Transians. That sense of strength and power.

Facing his inquiry, the mercenary leaders exchanged glances with each other, and the barbarian sister who initially proposed joining Transia's "Great Expedition" asked:

"It's okay to become a servant army, but the dividends will be paid."

"The rule for us foreign heroic spirits is that as long as we participate in the war, we will be divided equally. This rule also applies to you."

The five pairs of wheel words say concisely and comprehensively:

"If there are casualties, Transia will provide pensions, but there is one thing, you must act in accordance with the instructions!"

He waved his hand, and the second batch of young staff officers recruited from the player group, Domestic 037, stepped forward and opened a box filled with special communication orbs.

Five pairs of wheels said:

"Take one each, and when you get to the sand sea battlefield, there will be a special person telling you how to act. Whether it is advancing, retreating, or attacking and defending, there are orders. You are not allowed to make decisions privately. If you mess up and get into trouble, then don't Count on us to save people.

Don’t even talk about pensions!

These are the rules. If you don't want to abide by them, you can just jump off the airship. No one will die at this height.

Of course, I have dealt with mercenaries at Black Flame Pass before, and I know your style of doing things. Dare to follow us to the Songhai Empire to make a fortune, which proves that you are indeed brave and not afraid of death, and can endure all kinds of dangers for the sake of those treasures.

Therefore, we not only have restrictions and punishments, but also rewards for you! "

Five pairs of wheels looked at the mercenary leaders with different expressions in front of them. He took out a few pieces of paper from his psychic bag and put them on the table, saying:

“Treasure map, don’t laugh!

We won't joke about things related to the credibility of Transia. These are genuine treasure maps, all certified by the Explorers Association, and there are stamps on them. You have been in this industry for a long time, you should know this association. Certification's value.

These treasure maps cover twenty-two treasure locations from the Great Wilderness to the Dark Mountains, to the Saxo Mountain Forest, and in the thousands of miles of yellow sand of the Songhai Empire. Originally, we were going to digest it internally, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, so we gave it to you. .

The smallest of these treasures is enough to make you rich overnight, and the treasures contained in the largest ancient city of Songhai, Karke, are enough for you to buy an earldom and a territory to establish a small principality after you return home.

As long as you do your job well and don't mess around, after we finish this sand and sea war, these things will be your 'private awards'.

My final question is, does anyone have any other opinions?

No objection. Let’s sign the employment contract now. Once you sign the contract but violate the contract, then what’s waiting for you is not just our pursuit, everyone.

Look clearly at the seal on the contract!

The five major clans of Blood Alliance, Blood Eagle, Thorn, Wolfsbane and Blood Terror jointly recognized it, and the four major churches of Avalon, Winter Wolf, Vam and Holy Light and the gods jointly witnessed it.

This is a midnight contract and a fatal contract!

Once you violate this, you will have to be careful every night and wherever you go on this continent for the rest of your life. "

"We need to think about it."

When the barbarian eldest sister saw the blood-red Vam Temple seal on the contract in front of her, her whole body went numb.

She began to regret participating in something that would definitely make her a fortune, but also have a high probability of losing her life. However, it was too late to shrink back now.

She brought the contract and said:

"I'll give you an answer within three hours."

"Half an hour."

The five pairs of wheels knocked on the table and said forcefully:

"In half an hour the altitude of the airship formation will be fatal. By then it will be too late for you to jump off the ship."

The mercenary leaders left quickly.

In the quiet restaurant, Domestic 037 looked at his boss in the game and the principal in reality with some confusion. He said with some confusion:

"Chief, why are we so concerned about a group of mercenaries? Not to mention their small number, they only have one life and we are destined to not be able to send them to carry out death missions. They are far less flexible than the players.

I feel like this is overkill. "

"Two reasons!"

The five pairs of wheels popped out a pack of cigarettes and threw them to the two players behind them who were responsible for standing guard and showing off. Then they explained to their students:

“First, recruiting and training the servant army is Master Qin’s long-awaited plan.

It is impossible for the number of players to break through overnight to be enough for us to command and use. The People's Army is an official force and it is impossible to follow players all over the continent. In this case, it is very difficult to unite, command and get along with the local servant army. It's important.

This is the first time we have used the servant army on a large scale, so this time we have to set rules, then make modifications based on the actual situation, and finally produce a set of tutorials for other players to refer to.

To prevent those guys from messing around or being deceived by the natives.

Secondly, because the natives only have one life, the command level of the commanders is even more tested.

Players are used to rush into battle, and the victory gained through death cannot be replicated in reality. Therefore, for us commanders, the real challenge is whether we can mobilize mercenaries to complete tactical tasks that players can easily complete. .

After the black disaster ended, Mr. Qin and I discussed this issue, and this is the adjustment we have made now. "

He stood up, patted Alexander's 037 shoulder, and said:

"Don't be stressed. As the old saying goes, kindness cannot control the army. If you fail to practice here, it will be nothing more than a psychological shadow. But if you make a mistake in command when a similar situation occurs at home, you will have to go to a military court. This It's a good opportunity for practical combat, so give me some snacks.

You are my students. If you embarrass me in front of a senior like Mr. Qin, you will be rewarded! "

037 Cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead. He wiped the sweat and then said in a deep voice:

"Then, I request more ammunition supplies! Chief, only by giving full play to our firepower advantage can we reduce casualties. In addition, I request the assembly of dragoons and combat motorcycles in Chardeau Port."

"Are you stupid?"

The five pairs of wheels scolded:

"Even the fastest airship takes three days to fly from Port Chardeau to Port of Origin. How did you learn military logistics? Don't you know how much loss is caused in the process?"

"But we don't have a base in the place of origin!"

037 retorted:

"There are no conditions for assembling it on-site. The industrial capacity can support the rear area, and the terrain does not have to worry about being attacked. The only safe area left is Port Chardeau."

"It's not available now, but it will be available when we land!"

Five pairs of wheels snorted, glanced at the time on the new translucent UI in front of them, and said:

"In 30 minutes, 3,500 new players will enter the game at the Pom Oasis near the Origin Port. Their first phase of the mission is to capture the Origin Port and open up the situation for us."

"Can Mengxin do it?"

037 exclaimed:

"They have nothing but a life without fear of death."

"Back then, a few hundred of us were able to build the Scarlet Fort from scratch with Lord Murphy, but now they have 3,500 people! And Lord Kudel is sitting there to help lead. If this is not even possible for an undefended port of origin, If you can't get it, then this new generation will be too weak.

What's more, Pom Oasis has already prepared it.

The little mummy is our NPC, don't worry, her family will arrange everything. "

——

"Buzz"

The light and shadow in front of him disappeared, and the floating consciousness seemed to be pressed into the perceptible body by a pair of invisible hands at this moment.

Niu Hongwei opened his eyes with some doubts, and what he saw was a dark stone wall with oil lamps hanging around it. The flames beat with ominous light but dispelled the darkness and coldness. However, they still looked like they were coming from the tomb. Waking up is just as uncomfortable.

He moved his limbs and stood up from where he was lying like a person waking up from a long sleep. He was surprised to find that he felt like he was back when he was twenty. The traces of time on him had been erased, and all the various changes caused by years of martial arts training had been erased. The hidden wounds disappeared, and the joints that ached every rainy day became stronger.

"There's quite a bit of skill in this ghost game."

Mr. Niu, who was new to the game, complained in a low voice.

Actually, he was not willing to let people of his age play games. However, his grandson, granddaughter, and soon-to-be grandson-in-law have all become loyal players of "Real Alien". I heard that A-Lin also gave his father a game. Made a reservation.

Seeing that the whole family was enjoying themselves happily in the legendary Transia, the old man was not happy.

It happened that during the "martial arts competition to recruit a bride", he and General Qin had a few more drinks, and the latter talked about this matter, which made Old Man Niu somewhat moved.

Of course, what prompted Niu Hongwei to make up his mind was the girlfriend of his "good grandson" Niu Xiaochuan here.

The girl named Anbo.

After Sister Pomegranate's life event was resolved, as a grandfather, he certainly had to care about his grandson's life. As a result, Niu Niu insisted that he would not find a partner in reality even if his legs were broken, which almost made Old Man Niu so angry that he had a cerebral hemorrhage on the spot.

He had to come and see with his own eyes who the girl named Anbo was, who could make his grandson so obsessed.

With the help of Lao Qin, Old Niutou received a helmet in advance.

Of course, this was done without telling his family. The old man had to save face after all. However, after entering the game world for the first time through the strange helmet, the old bull head who had no good feelings for this "plaything" began to murmur.

Well, technology is really advanced now, and it can actually make such a thing that can be mistaken for the real thing.

He walked a few steps in this dark place, then moved his body forward and punched forward. With a muffled bang, the rotten stone door in front of him shattered inch by inch, revealing the passage to leave here.

"Not bad, not bad! Just like my own body."

The old bull head looked at the power of his punch with satisfaction, and shook his hand that was a little painful.

He was also very satisfied with the feedback of the pain. For a warrior, not being able to feel pain is a fatal problem.

He walked out along the passage following the chattering of discussions in the distance. He was a conservative and traditional person, so he didn't choose those "monsters" when he was making his character. However, he was lucky and got the mountain people template on the forum, so his body size was a circle larger than that of normal people.

After he walked out of the passage quickly, he saw a large group of "monsters" blocking the exit and looking for a way out.

There were quite a few people, and there were no less than a hundred people in this space alone.

"Why did this damn game throw us into this broken stone space and we can't get out! Damn it, the old players' birth point was not like this before, I wonder if we were cheated?"

A burly jackal player shouted:

"Can you give feedback to the development team? This card is a BUG. It's okay if we can't leave the birth place"

"What are you looking at! Isn't the road right there?"

The old bull head laughed.

He guessed that the people in front of him should not be very old, and their noise was similar to that of his grandson when he was being silly. At this time, the steady old predecessor should come to teach them some life lessons.

So the old man pushed the people in front of him away, stood firmly in the horse stance under everyone's gaze, and punched the closed stone door in front of him with a strong punch, just like breaking the stone slab just now. Three consecutive punches broke the stone door in front of him, and then the sun shone into the space from the outside.

"Fuck! Brother is awesome!"

The players around were all dumbfounded.

They didn't expect that there was such a ruthless person who could split stones with bare hands among the people who entered the game with them. This is much more exciting than breaking bricks with bare hands.

But Mr. Niu didn't care about the flattery of the players around him. He kicked a few times to move the broken stones in front of him, and was the first to duck out of the closed space. As a result, he was dumbfounded when he looked back.

Behind him was a huge pyramid.

Well, this person was really born in a cemetery?

"What are you talking about?"

The old bull head was obviously not the kind of person who would actively collect information on the forum, but there was a plot party next to him. A half-elf female player immediately explained to the fierce uncle next to him whose ID was "Niu Daxia":

"This is an oasis family of the Songhai people, the hometown of the little mummy. Because of the plot advancement, our group of newcomers who entered the game were all born in the Bom Oasis, so that we can directly participate in the ongoing plot of the Songhai Empire."

"Ah? Who is the little mummy? What is the Songhai Empire?"

The old bull was even more confused.

But it doesn't matter, the abnormal movement of the Bom Pyramid was soon noticed by the locals.

As the scarab cavalry arrived, a Bom family guard stepped forward and asked loudly:

"You... Are you the legendary foreign heroes? Her Royal Highness sent us a message, asking us to receive you and arm ourselves. Ah, it's too bad that you don't understand us. Come quickly!

Your calculation orbs were delivered a few days ago and are here. Take one each.

The alien warriors of the Creator, the soldiers of Senta Oasis are heading towards the Origin Port. We must defeat them before they rush into the Origin Port and cause chaos.

Those traitors who have deviated from the Creator's way deserve to die!"