Chapter 106: Come On, Come and Die!
The camp's main gate had been blown down by the nuclear blast's shockwave.
In the rock canyon, power panels that had fallen from high places were scattered everywhere, a scene of utter devastation.
Apollo's cleanup team whistled as they leisurely stepped into the home the players had painstakingly built.
"These country bumpkins actually made their home quite pretty!"
Thanks to Coffee Cat and Hammer Girl's excellent design skills, the damage to the buildings in the camp was unexpectedly not severe; the main structures were still intact, but almost all the glass was shattered.
Although these two female players didn't particularly enjoy fighting, they had considered military defense capabilities during construction, using solid materials and incorporating a large degree of structural redundancy.
"Too bad the nuclear blast's light radiation didn't directly hit inside, it didn't cause a fire."
"Hmm—they picked a good spot, very suitable for defending against explosions."
"Tch! Conceited!"
An infantryman raised the launcher in his hand, aimed at the window of the staff canteen, and fired a miniature smart missile with an incendiary warhead.
"Adding some fireworks for you, hehehe!"
Boom!
A big fire started in the canteen.
Hearing this explosion, Salty Fish knew the enemy had attacked. Strategy was of little use now; it was all about who was more desperate!
"Alright, stop playing! Did you find any enemies in the buildings?"
The Apollo ground operations team leader asked loudly.
"Report, no! The heartbeat detector isn't reacting. If there are any survivors, they're probably hiding in that cave."
"Okay, got it—."
The team leader turned on the external loudspeaker: "Listen up, you cockroaches in the cave! Immediately drop your weapons and roll out to surrender. I might consider sparing your lives, but the ones who shot down our reconnaissance plane must pay with blood! Their bodies will be hung outside Oasis City as a warning!"
Damn it, just because you have a few broken nuclear warheads, aren't you a bit too arrogant?
Salty Fish cursed inwardly.
If you're so capable, why don't you come in and fight?
At this moment, he heard footsteps behind him. Nan Guo de Xue walked over and threw him an anti-tank rifle.
"We must hold this place. There's a supercomputer in the cave, and the players inside have developed over 80% of their skills. The data absolutely cannot be lost, nor can it be taken by Apollo."
Salty Fish: "Got it—"
Nan Guo de Xue walked directly towards the cave entrance.
"Where are you going?"
"To create an opportunity for you."
A moment later, Nan Guo de Xue raised her hands and walked out of the cave entrance, appearing before Apollo's scorched-earth cleanup team.
Various weapons immediately aimed at her.
"Stop, don't come any closer!"
"Don't get excited, gentlemen. I'm here to negotiate. We surrender. Can we discuss the compensation agreement in detail?"
Oh?
What kind of compensation?
Hearing that the person opposite was a woman, and her voice was surprisingly pleasant, and her figure looked very good, the Apollo side immediately relaxed their guard.
Most importantly, she wasn't carrying any weapons, and for some inexplicable reason, she exuded a strong scholarly aura, clearly not an armed individual.
After the apocalypse, such women were extremely rare.
A top-notch specimen~
Maybe she could be traded for a gunboat!
"Hey, then tell us, what exactly should you use to satisfy us?"
Several power armor infantrymen walked over with arrogant strides, grinning.
Nan Guo de Xue raised her eyes, her gaze cold.
"How about a few tickets to heaven?"
At this moment, the leader saw that she seemed to be carrying something on her back, and it wasn't small.
"I am—.the King of Underhand Grenades"
"Not good!! She's here to—"
Before the word 'self-destruct' could be shouted out, Nan Guo de Xue had already used voice control to detonate the metallic hydrogen battery on her back.
The energy density of this thing was second only to nuclear devices. After being modified into an explosive, its power was an order of magnitude higher than ONC.
Storing electricity was just for peaceful purposes!
Boom!
A small mushroom cloud rose in the camp.
In this explosion with a yield of 0.3 tons of TNT, the four closest power armor infantrymen were blown away on the spot, and the rest were also blown to the ground, their weapons knocked out of their hands.
"Xue Jie is actually this hardcore!? Speaking of which, how did you, a mixed-race doctoral student living in Milligan, learn these corny jokes!"
Salty Fish let out a sharp internal scream of complaint, not feeling a moment of sadness for Xue Jie's demise. He picked up his weapon and rushed out of the cave.
At this point in the fight, there was no distinction between Scholars, commanders, and soldiers; everyone had to go! This hard-won opportunity must not be wasted!
However, the defense of Apollo's power armor was also not to be underestimated. Without pre-fragmented metal, it was difficult to damage the armor and cause fatal injuries relying solely on the shockwave and blast.
"Careless—this damned woman!"
The infantry team leader struggled to get up. At the same time, his heartbeat detector started beeping rapidly.
The number of targets around him was ten, twenty, forty, rushing out from the depths of the camp and the cave.
Did you really think you could clear us out with just twelve power armors!?
"The enemy is surrounding us, prepare for engagement!"
The Apollo team hurriedly picked up their dropped weapons. Those firearms were at least three sizes larger than normal individual weapons, and their power was no less than that of anti-tank rifles. Some looked like their caliber had exceeded 20 millimeters, entering the realm of individual cannons.
"Eat this, you bastard!"
Fang Xue Hou Tian Tai Jian fired a rocket while running. Suddenly, he saw a blue flash in front of him, and then his right arm was hit by something. The power armor was pierced, and his entire arm instantly lost strength. It looked like the bones and muscles were completely severed, with only a bit of skin and flesh connected.
The one who 'shot' was none other than Apollo's team leader. He was using a weapon that was somewhat disproportionately large, over two meters in length. Because it was too large and heavy, he could only hold it at his waist with both hands to shoot.
Looks like a good thing!
"Let me do it!"
Guo Li Cheng shouted and lunged forward with his sword.
"This—they're actually fighting in close combat!? They're really a bunch of Barbarians!"
The team leader hurriedly dropped his weapon. Once in close quarters combat, the thing in his hand was purely a large fire poker; there was no chance for the muzzle to be aimed at the enemy.
Not everyone understands gun kata!
"Quick! Go snatch it!"
Before the weapon had even touched a few grains of sand, two new players rushed over, quickly picked it up, and ran off.
If you just drop it, that means nobody wants it!
When it comes to looting, players are always the most professional.
"Goddamn it—that was what I bought with last month's salary!!"
The victim didn't chase after him.
Guo Li Cheng was definitely not an opponent he could afford to be distracted by. The team leader tried to dodge her horizontal slash, but Guo Li Cheng suddenly changed her move, switching from a slash to a thrust, accurately poking the side neck armor.
That was one of the weakest areas of the armor.
The team leader wasn't surprised. Since the opponent was wearing the exact same power armor as him, it was normal for her to know where the weak points were.
But this wasn't logical! Our power armor was supposedly re-developed after the apocalypse. There clearly haven't been any black market merchants on this planet, so why would the Raiders have it?
And the high-heat melee weapon in her hand, this ridiculous thing, did anyone actually use it before the apocalypse? Where did it even come from!?
Guo Li Cheng's swordsmanship, after two months of hard practice, was extraordinary, and her mobility was no worse than the opponent's. In the blink of an eye,
The team leader's neck had been hit multiple times, and the armor was almost burned through.
So accurate!
This person has a huge amount of combat experience! If this continues, I'll die.
More players rushed up roaring, immediately breaking through Apollo's already sparse formation.
Only then did the team leader realize that rashly entering the confined canyon camp might have been a serious mistake.
What made him particularly tremble was the mental state of these "Barbarians." Many of them were clearly cut down on the way while rushing forward, but the remaining ones were completely fearless of death. They all brandished plasma axes and daggers, crowding around him, trying to tackle him down and then open the can.
From time to time, he could hear giggling sounds from the crowd; it was truly terrifying!
"This armor is so cool! Lots of accessories! Haven't seen it before!"
"Get lost! Don't touch me!"
A power armor infantryman swung his fist in terror, hitting a player who was approaching him.
He was certain he heard the sound of the other person's bone breaking. However, after falling to the ground, that person just tilted his head to look at his broken arm, then calmly switched the plasma dagger to his other hand and rushed up again.
Why?
Why were they neither afraid of pain nor afraid of death!?
Boom!
This question, he probably wouldn't have the chance to figure out in this lifetime.
The team leader heard a muffled explosion. The direction was surprisingly their hovering "hummingbird" fleet, the transportation for their retreat.
No way—there's an ambush!?
"Where are you looking!"
This distraction cost him his life. Guo Li Cheng's sword burned through his neck armor, a fatal blow.
At the same time, earth-shattering shouts of killing sounded from outside the camp.
When the people Ma Lou had taken out saw Apollo's "hummingbird" shot down by lasers from high altitude, they naturally knew the time for a counterattack had arrived, and immediately drove back to reinforce.
The enemy resisted fiercely, and their combat power was not low; the team leader was killed by strange weapons, and the transportation for retreat was blown up.
Coupled with the arrival of enemy reinforcements, all these factors erupted simultaneously, finally making Apollo's "scorched-earth cleanup team" unable to hold on.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting! Surrender! We surrender!"
These employees hired by Apollo were essentially just wage earners seeking wealth. There were desperadoes among them, but that was only a small portion.
Once the casualty rate of these people in overseas operations exceeded one-third, their organization and morale immediately became difficult to describe.
And now, their casualty rate had exceeded half, reaching the point of collapse.
"Surrender your horse!" Ye Xing flew up with a large sole of his shoe, kicking one of the kneeling people to the ground, "Come on! Keep fighting!"
Salty Fish quickly pulled him back from behind.
"Keep them, they're useful!"
These people were different from Raiders; prisoners had high intelligence value.
"Damn it—okay, we accept your surrender! Hurry up and get out of your power armor, put your hands on your head, and lie on the ground!"
"B-Brother, there's radiation in the air outside—"
You still dare to mention radiation?
"So who should be blamed!? Are you the only one who's precious!"
Ye Xing kicked him again.