465.Chapter 463 462 When someone gives you the thumbs up no

Chapter 463 462.When someone gives you a thumbs up it’s not necessarily a compliment.
The work efficiency of the transportation team formed by the new players was still very high, at the same time, because the construction of the Maginot Line was a very high priority, after entering the Dark Baron’s territory, the transportation team entered the “concrete avenue” built by the Brotherhood of Stonemasons, which allowed them to move forward at a much faster speed.

The original two to three days’ journey was compressed into a day and a half, and they arrived at their destination in a hurry.

Just five kilometers behind the Maginot line, a large temporary warehouse has been built, because of time constraints, this warehouse is the “old way” to repair, wooden boards to build out the form and then by the psychic masters to fossilized clay shaped into a four-square storage space.

Fortunately, this place is not far from the Dark Baron’s mining area, there is enough stone available, otherwise there is really no way to repair this thing in a short period of time.

“Brothers have worked hard, after unloading the goods go to the camp to take a rest.”

Tiger Leopard Rider-Pro, who had come to receive the supplies on behalf of Happy Stick, rode on his Shadow Mane Warhorse and yelled loudly to the new players who jumped off the caravan.

He didn’t recognize any of these new partners, but that didn’t stop them from feeling like “countrymen” after meeting each other.

Compared to the local Transylvanians, it was better to be closer to these brothers who came from the same place as himself.

Of course, the Scarlet Hammer and Sickle were still very good at what they did.

After contacting the pink cat and rabbit in charge of transportation logistics in advance, Lin knew that the brothers who transported the supplies over were all pure newcomers, so he even set up a special “reward” place by the warehouse.

An NPC quartermaster stood there, handing each new player a small wallet and pointing to the weapon racks and gun cases nearby.

The meaning is to pick one at random, as if it is the Hammer and Sickle Regiment’s “family silver welfare” to the new players.

This kind of style of doing things let the new players called “stick brother righteousness”, originally still need to unload a small spit immediately flew into the sky.

But they don’t know, as a military organization with a formal establishment, the Hammer and Sickle Corps can get a batch of free material support from the warehouse under the jurisdiction of the administrative office every half a month.

Since it’s free, don’t expect the quality to be good, it’s also the degree that the whiteboard weapons are barely usable.

The veteran swordsmen under Brother Bang’s command naturally don’t care about these things, and it’s a good time to use them to brush up on the new players’ favor, so as to make the “recruiting work” a little smoother afterwards.

However, since both sides were satisfied, naturally, no one was too idle to inquire about the origin of these weapons.

While the new players and NPCs were carrying the supplies, Lin jumped off his horse and walked over to a weapon box that had been put down, and picked up the crowbar next to it to open the box, revealing the three black barrels stored in it.

The guy immediately revealed a wistful expression as he skillfully copied one of them up, and without even looking at the abbreviated version of the instructions next to it, he assembled the thing in a few swishes.

The remembered mortar appeared in front of his eyes but made Pro very upset, as Loyal had neglected a few very important devices on this thing in order to increase production.

“The fucker even omitted the scale like that! How the fuck is this supposed to be aimed! Do I have to fire a few shots to calibrate the drop point before every shot? I was counting on precision cold gunning and one shot.”

Pro cursed fiercely from where he was.

But he also knew that Brother Loyalty’s “cutting corners” was really helpless, now the production pressure of the arsenal is very high, in order to ensure the supply of firepower to the front line Brother Loyalty had to omit these parts that require fine processing.

First realize “can use”, and then to consider “good use”.

This monkey version of the small gun, want to fully meet the stick on the Maginot defense line firepower requirements is estimated to have to arsenal hard overtime for a month or two before it.

“Forget it, it’s not easy for everyone, so I won’t spit on you this time.”

Pro sighed, copied this tube and disassembled it into a special bag and put it into the overly huge horse pocket of the Shadow Mane Warhorse again.

This kind of unscientific warhorse with such a huge size was destined to have a strong carrying capacity as well, with a small cannon on the left side and a few shells on the right side.

Speaking of cannonballs
“Is this ‘white phosphorus shell’ serious?”

Pro looked at the ten shells placed in the second box.

He was a bit puzzled, although the shape was that of the most classic mortar shells, the red symbols marking “Extreme Danger” and a conspicuous skull marking on them meant that Loyal Brother didn’t seem to have a lot of confidence in his own product either.

“How come I’ve never heard of a shell with this sequence? It’s their ‘in-house development’? Crap this is a real penalty.”

Pro spat viciously, and picked up the instruction card next to him and scanned through it, realizing that the number one explosives master under Brother Loyalty, “Nightmare Bat Puppet”, had even given this thing a new name in a unique way:
“Undead Burner?”

Pro blinked and spat:

“Why don’t you use your name ideas for safety? I wouldn’t dare put this thing on my warhorse, what if it blows up during a charge?”

He flipped the instruction card over again, and there was a line on the back:

“It is strictly forbidden to use weapons in battles against civilized camps, violators will be questioned and punished by the military tribunal being formed.”

“Step in!”

The veteran grunted and tossed the instruction card aside, placing the ten shells in front of him in his psionic bag before turning to leave.

The handling and unloading of the ten loaded wagons had lasted for three hours, these things could not be bumped so they could only be carried by the most primitive manpower, and when the new players had finished moving the things and received their rewards and were excitedly planning to go to the swamp for a wave, Pro had found them again.

“You go to the swamp do not run around!
Follow the road we opened up into the advance camp of the northern defense line, and then pick the specific front you want to go to there.

Remember to never go too deep into the swamp, your levels and skill proficiencies are too low, just wander around the periphery to fight the skeletons that have fallen and the swamp beasts that are scurrying around.”

He earnestly admonished the group of people in front of him:

“Considering that you’re about to go to the three battle fronts for backup manpower replenishment, we have an additional task for you that requires you to bring some supplies to the three battle fronts as well as familiarize them with the use of the new weapons in advance.

You don’t have to bring too much, and you don’t need to carry it on your shoulders, we’ll provide you with special marching psychic energy packs, so you only need to make one trip.

Of course this is not a mandatory task.

Brothers who are willing to help, our side will provide you with an additional set of recruit armor as a mission reward.”

“Then let’s do it.”

Someone in the crowd shouted:
“We’re going to the swamp anyway, it’s on the way, but can we let us pick our own recruit armor? I was planning to switch to mage, you guys can’t give me a set of plate armor, right?”

The crowd burst into laughter, allowing Pro to laugh as well, giving these budding newcomers the benefit of the doubt:
“In this real game world, mages can also wear plate armor, there is no real division of armor, you can dress up as a warrior. And you want plate armor?
I think you’re daydreaming.

You can’t even guarantee a commander a set of plate armor on the front lines now, it’s expensive and honestly doesn’t work as well in melee as lighter chainmail.

If you want to pick it up, go ahead, it’s all in the warehouse.

My advice to you guys is to go with hard leather armor, the armor in this game is paper, even if you wear plate armor you’ll be taken out in two swipes if you meet a powerful monster.

After all, psychic energy is inherently penetrating, ordinary armor in front of it can’t even talk about effective protection, it’s better to maintain dexterity so that you can maintain your speed when you should run.”

After some instructions on this side, Pro found the Rainbow Cat Warrior again who was planning to beat a path to his home, and he said to this guy:
“The Mayor of Cats and Rabbits Village just sent a message to Brother Stick, he intends to extend the logistics route to the Golden Sparrow Blossom pioneers’ quarters in the Cato region to monopolize the transportation of supplies there, of course, the specific implementation will have to wait until the end of this battle.

What your boss means is that he wants you to personally run this section of the route and bring back first-hand information to him.”

“Crap! Senior is really not being a man? I’m a level 4 rookie actually asking me to run to the swamp to scout the road?”

Rainbow Cat cursed:
“This heartless dog, what if I get into danger in it?”

“Don’t be afraid, you’ll have absolutely no problem following the path on the map, the student party has cleared that side once, there won’t be any undead suddenly appearing to stab you in the ass.

You’ll just follow this team of munchkins, and you’ll be able to take care of each other on the way.”

Pro comforted:

“The swamp’s path is difficult, but there’s no need to be so afraid if you’re just going to the safety of the back, the dangerous areas are all on the front line. And after your boss personally escorts the ‘big killer’ over tomorrow, let’s see how we can mess with those asshole undead.”

“Alas, this is the fate of a laborer.” Rainbow Cat helplessly lamented.

He stomped his foot and said:

“Old me is just an internship right now, when I get familiar with this process, I’ll definitely go out and go solo, and make my own village to develop on my own as well.”

“Right, it’s this kind of confidence that’s needed!”

Seeing that he had successfully fooled a guy, Pro immediately raised his eyebrows and took off a psychic energy bag and stuffed it into Rainbow Cat’s hand, saying:

“This is the new gun that was given to the student party, since you’re on your way then send it along as well.

Nah, this bayonet counts as my support for you, it can be directly planted on the bayonet holder, it’s a limited purchase, you can’t buy it even if you have money at this stage now.”

“Hehehe, count on you guys to have some conscience.”

Rainbow Cat nonchalantly took it and wore that cool three-pronged bayonet on his waist, and carefully studied the map here in Lin, and after ten minutes or so, he stepped onto the road in the direction of the western front of the swamp with two teams of ten munchkins.

The first half of this road was as Pro said very safe, walking in the swamp’s muck was so quiet that there wasn’t even a bird chirping around, and in the midst of the munchkins’ hard-hitting complaints about the environment they smoothly finished half of the road, and then, unsurprisingly, there was an accident.

“Shit! Brothers, quick look! What the hell is that up ahead?”

Three Catty Groundnut Burner’s eyes were quite good, and after crossing a swampy dwarf bush, he caught a glimpse of a huge mass of shadows advancing a few hundred meters ahead of him.

Those ghosts in the swamp advancing noiselessly as if they were shrouded in mist, letting the naked eye shadows and shadows can not see clearly, but vaguely can see that there is a crowd of people and the front and back of the extremely long drawn hundreds of meters.

Groundnut burns also intend to climb up the tree to take a closer look, but by the rear of a hand pulled the collar and pressed him into the short bushes.

College students almost fell a dog shit, immediately looked angrily at the rear, the result is to see just now also talk about immodest dirty jokes of the old Qin this will be a serious face on the ground, left and right hand a hand a pressure on the two do not have a little vigilance of the guy so that they don’t show their head.

“It’s the enemy!”

Old Qin whispered:
“Standard marching formation! The forward direction is exactly behind the western direction indicated on the previous map, and if they don’t turn, then in thirty minutes at most they’ll plunge straight into the western front between posts three and four.

There happened to be the opening where the enemy’s outermost line of defense had been breached, and once the merge was completed plus the countermeasures of the enemy on the two flanks, a siege battle could instantly be waged against the three posts in the salient.

I realized that when I was looking at the map just now!
These students are too young, they’ve stretched the battle line too far and they simply don’t have enough manpower to complete the clearing and protection of the rear lines of communication.

It’s like a snake on a regular mountain, a blow to the back is going to cause big trouble.

This must have been a raid conducted by the Plague Town’s Jackal Warlocks… Crap, can this level of tactics even be used? The NPCs of this damn game were really intelligent.

Those weird lights and shadows enveloping them were probably ‘psychic energy’? It was actually able to suppress the commotion of these thousands of people marching to such a low level?

This is too amazing.”

“Is this the time to lament this?”

Rainbow Cat was also a bit anxious.

He was lying on the ground and probing, his body shaking a little, although he had entered the game half a month earlier than the newcomers, he was a serious administrative player and had no combat experience to speak of at all.

This was the first time he had actually come into contact with a strong enemy.

The other four young students and newcomers were also out of ideas, they looked at the only old Qin who had combat experience, but the latter didn’t say anything, he just made a gesture to indicate that they hide here, and he himself short body like a flexible gecko climbed up the short tree next to him in three or two steps to scout the enemy.

The newcomers were so scared that they didn’t dare to breathe.

They are not even a snack for the elite skeleton army executing assault tactics in front of them, as long as they are found to be on the other side of a round of bone arrows and bone spears over is the instant death of the end.

A few minutes later, Old Qin returned without a word and unclipped the psychic energy pack on his waist, he said to the others with a straight face:

“We can’t let them enter the preset battlefield so smoothly!
I reckon that the student party side didn’t even react to the fact that they were being plowed into, it seems that the recent battle went well enough for them to let their guard down.

Contact them immediately to inform them of the situation, and we need to move in to slow these guys down as well.

I just found a terrain next to us that’s perfect for defense, and we happen to have enough barrels on hand, so as long as we work together properly, it won’t be a problem to delay them for half an hour.”

“Crap! There are only thirteen of us! Are you crazy, Old Qin?”

Groundnut Burner exclaimed with a suppressed voice:
“We’d be meat shames if people slashed us one by one.”

“War is not as simple as you think, and victory or defeat is not purely a comparison of numbers, otherwise how did the legend of three old-timers capturing a battalion come about?”

Old Qin shook his head as he skillfully assembled the cylinder from his psychic energy bag:

“Besides, take a step back and say that even if you die it’s only three days, what? In reality, fear of death is human nature, nothing to criticize, but playing a game you’re also so weak, isn’t it a bit too much?
Why don’t you cut off the two pairs of flesh between your legs?

Then I won’t taunt you as a young man whose guts aren’t as big as a mouse’s.”

“Bah, only dogs are afraid! I’ll lay down my life to accompany you on a wave today!”

Groundnut Burn was worthy of being a young man, and immediately went to his head after being provoked.

Others are also eager to try, the old Qin is right ah, fucking death is only three days, if the fight is good their own people will not be famous?

“What do you say?”

Old Qin looked back at Rainbow Cat, who cried out:

“I can’t run away even if I wanted to, f*ck it, I’m done with you guys! Just tell me how we’re going to get it, Uncle Qin.”

“Call Old Qin, I’m not your relative, don’t get close.”

Old Qin skimmed his mouth, brought his own tube and gestured to the others, signaling them to follow.

This pile of people dripping mud and water around the side of the terrain quickly climbed a dozen meters high protruding heights, in the old Qin’s command, eight barrels were quickly assembled and arranged, but the guys here do not have any experience using this thing can only look at the old Qin “show off”.

“Dog thing! You’ll be court-martialed for making such a lousy ruler!”

Old Qin cursed and simply gave up using that awful ruler.

He half-kneeled on the ground in a military stance, stretched out his left hand and put up his thumb first flat in front of his eyes, and mouthed the words and put his thumb up again.

This classic shot from a military movie lasted for a minute, and then Old Qin began to fine-tune the barrel in his own hand, and the others followed his instructions to adjust the barrel to a tilt-shot angle.

“Don’t be afraid, boys.”

Old Qin copied a white phosphorus bullet labeled “Extremely Dangerous” and held it in both hands at the mouth of the tube, he looked back at the young people behind him, grinned, and said:
“Think of this as a special military training, it’s not easy to play with this in peaceful times, but you’re lucky today.”

“Old Qin your smile is so oozing!”

Groundnut Burner also half-kneeled beside his own barrel, following Old Qin’s action of holding the cannonball as he spat out:
“If I go out at night and meet a guy smiling like you at the mouth of an alley, I don’t even need to speak, I’ll definitely hand over my wallet and cell phone of my own accord.”

“Ch, then you’d have to meet me first as well.”

Old Qin grunted, shaking his head and spitting:
“Even if the guards don’t stop me, just my wheelchair-bound self can still outrun a big lad like you? Prepare! Calibrate to fire the first round and open fire!”

(End of chapter)