StarCraft: Rise of the Fourth Scourge

In one of the camp's large tents.

"Why do I have a bad premonition?" Sitting

cross-legged on the ground, Chen Wen held a monitor in his hand.

He played with the monitor and ate the soft starch lumps.

Looking into the tent, all the division commanders were sitting in a circle, eating.

After a mouthful of starch, Wang Yanmei muttered: "Yesterday, the Midtown District was quite lively, fighting until late at night, but today it seems unusually quiet, which is indeed a bit abnormal."

"Could it be that the gene stealers were wiped out in last night's battle?" Lin

Wenshi took a bite of starch and whimpered.

Xi Jinnan shook his head; Without this possibility, don't forget that nest 0 can have a population of tens of billions, how can it be a gene stealer. "

Although there are mountains of stumps in the depths of the streets, the number is only in the hundreds of thousands.

If the gene stealer is really so easy to eliminate, how can the NPC suddenly change its guard?

Deng Zishi nodded and said, "Indeed, it seems that there will be a fierce battle tonight. "

Fierce war...

Deng Zishi's words made the expressions on everyone's faces thoughtful.

No one knows what will greet them next.

NPC armies can repel genestealers, but they can?

Although they have the armor units left over from NPC armies, they are far inferior to individual weapons.

The NPC army is all Karl II laser rifles, and they are all automatic rifles.

Martial artists can increase the power of automatic rifles by enchanting bullets, but they do not last.

At the current level of players, 100 enchanted bullets is the limit.

And a hundred enchanted bullets are undoubtedly far from enough in high-intensity combat.

The last mouthful of starch was stuffed into his mouth, and Lin Wenshi whimpered: "At least we have enough people to hold on, we haven't fought yet, don't be discouraged, let alone think that we will fail or anything, let's do our best to fight."

"Here, don't be choked to death..."

Seeing that Lin Wenshi's face was a little red, Wang Yanmei threw him a kettle.

This made everyone laugh.

For a moment, the slightly heavy atmosphere completely disappeared.

Lin Wenshi hurriedly took the kettle and drank a few sips.

"Whew... Cool!"

Lin Wenshi grinned and took a few more sips of water.

Little by little, the darkness descended as the sun set.

At night, Heroes' Square is quiet.

Many casual players have experienced last night's brutal battle, and they know that a big battle can happen at night.

Although neither the U.S. military nor the Chinese military like casual players to join their battle sequences.

But after all, they are all players, and they belong to the same camp.

It can only be used as an NPC army, allowing scattered players to join a defensive line.

The arrival of night darkens Heroes' Square.

The light emitted by the street lamps around the square is a drop in the bucket for the entire Heroes' Square.

On the defensive line at each street entrance, American GIs and Chinese soldiers were in full battle.

Its formation is similar to last night's NPC army.

The five Riemannus tanks were five meters apart and did not block the street entrance.

In the rear were more than a dozen Karl I armored fighting vehicles and a battalion of soldiers.

The last line of defense was in the rear, arranged in a fan-shaped queue.

Last night's experience did not discourage the Chinese and U.S. militaries from abandoning their defenses on the edge of the square.

At a distance with design angles, a large number of Karl I armored combat vehicles were on standby.

Once the Genestealer appears on the rooftop, it will face the most powerful firepower.

"Don't, don't open the shell's safety yet, its message in my eyes is an unstable shell. "

On the line of defense at a street junction in the south, in a certain Riemannus Ruth tank.

The mechanic who was the driver casually looked behind him.

When he found that the gunner was opening the safety of the shells in the magazine one by one, he hurriedly stopped him.

"Unstable shells?" the

gunner looked stunned and quickly stuffed the safety back.

He sneered and said, "This NPC won't give us inferior goods, right?" "

How is it possible, these armored units we use are directly handed over by the NPC army, and they are second-hand goods used by the NPC army." The

commander-soldier at the observation port refuted the gunner's words.

If it's an inferior product, how can the NPC army use it?Even if it's an inferior product, the NPC army

can use it, can't they use

it?"Do you want to pray for a blessing? Pray to the great god of all machines, maybe this Riemannus Rous tank will come back to life, the armor will become stronger, the power will be stronger, and even if we die, we can fight on our own or something." "

The bored co-pilot made a suggestion.

Looking at the look of the finches that seemed to be serious.

"I know, I know, it's the "machine soul" thing, I knew some of the Warhammer 40K settings before I got into the game. The

gunner also had a new look on his face, and seemed to be very interested in praying for blessings.

"You're too loyal, stop playing, genestealers can be there at any time, be vigilant and be ready to fight. The

commander stopped the conversation in time and put the crew back into readiness.

The big war is coming, and it's not that easy.

"Captain, are there still players hanging around outside at this late hour?" At this

point, the pilot soldier seemed to notice something and asked the commander.

He used his night vision gear to look deep into the street outside.

Just now, there seemed to be several figures flashing from the end of the street.

"How is it possible, there will be no fun at such a late hour

...""Huh..."

Just outside the depths of the street, a fiery red streamer suddenly emerged from the end of the street.

It swept over the dimly lit streets and rushed headlong into the street's defenses.

As it approached, there was a screeching sound.

That's a rocket....

"Boom...",

the fiery red streamer hit the frontal armor of one of the Riemann Ruth tanks on the defensive line.

A ball of flame burst open, accompanied by a roaring explosion.

This blow did not penetrate the frontal armor of the Riemann Ruth tank, leaving only a large crater in the frontal armor.

"Genestealers spotted, enemy attacks, enemy attacks, they're coming!"

the commanders of the Riemannus Tank used their observation devices to see the genestealers emerging at the end of the street.

Their figures were densely packed, surging, running wildly in silence.

"Huh..."

, a few fiery red streamers swept through the dim streets again, and swooped in again.

"Boom..."The

two sides passed between the Riemannus tanks and hit the Karl I armored fighting vehicle in the rear.

"Boom..."

A Karl I armored armored combat vehicle was killed, and the secondary explosion directly tore the entire body.

A dazzling cloud of flame mushrooms rises.

A powerful shock wave mixed with a jet of metal swept across the American GIs.

More than a dozen American GIs were killed on the spot.

Some of them were even knocked away by the powerful shock wave and crashed heavily into other vehicles.