"The Nameless One?" A clone of Mikkelsen who was on vacation saw this news and posted it on his own channel. In three minutes, he got this rather mysterious new Blade Club tribe.
Behind the Unknown Man is the secret support of the remnants of the C.I.A. in South America. Those guys who secretly manipulated the South American jungle poison market in the name of national security, and finally turned themselves into shareholders through stock trading. Although it is a joke internationally, the specifics are
Individually, they did a great job.
After the people in the C.I.A. Overseas Operations Center took advantage of the chaos of the corporate war to embrace freedom, they were able to withhold all the payments that should have been handed over before. In a short time, everyone became extremely rich, and wealth would eventually be transformed into power and power.
Although they don't know that they have been secretly tricked by the ghost, they have been cultivating the area over the years, managing their territory like an iron bucket, and their sphere of influence extends throughout the Amazon jungle.
Or to put it more bluntly, one of the main reasons why the Valentino Gang has rapidly expanded its power to this point is related to this overseas operations center.
When a group of people came down from a higher dimension to play gangbusters with local gangs, they were so bad that serious gangsters couldn't accept it. In less than two years, the famous gang leaders almost died all over again.
As a last resort, a large number of South American street fighters had no choice but to smuggle themselves to the north to live life. The Valentino Gang, who share the same roots, soon realized that this was a golden opportunity. The two sides hit it off immediately, and eventually the current Valentino Gang was born.
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The Nameless One is a tentacle sent by the people from the overseas operations center. They have always dreamed of returning to the Federation one day. Unfortunately, they have been under Mikkelsen's suppression these years.
Using a force like the Rangers that won't attract other people's attention to cause trouble is actually not a new attempt. The Rangers' old line of work already involves helping people transport goods and smuggling.
But to directly manage it without someone else, and to provide a large amount of equipment, is a bit outweighed by the gain. After all, the Luan Dao Gui group has never been associated with keeping promises.
Mikkelsen felt that the group of people were getting more and more unlucky as they lived, so he conveniently sent detailed information about the Unknown Man to other team members. He was too lazy to send separate messages to Saints and Martin. He had to disagree to get the space for the vacation.
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The messages in the group also received immediate responses from other members.
The first person to speak was Anthony Hopkins, who had not spoken for a long time. As the supervisor of the official shelter in Night City, he was currently screening the list of members entering the shelter one by one, saying that he was the judge who manages the Book of Life and Death.
It's not an exaggeration.
But because he has had many contacts with the Valentino Gang, Anthony is not completely negligent on the issue of the Unknowns: “If we want to start a war with them, I can help contact the Valentino Gang.
This tribe of outcasts had a history of conflict."
"How about I go on a trip to your place and provide some drone support?" Yin Sen replied the second time. He and Miwako had nothing to do recently. They were on a honeymoon trip, and their hands were very itchy.
Miwako, a married couple, posted a smile in the group, obviously very interested in this kind of activity.
"I can invite a few friends to play together. We have recently established a prosthetic soldier club. Let me see how many people are on vacation." Tony said in the group. He has recently been participating as a volunteer soldier and a prosthetic soldier.
Players' actions, rich practical experience, and expanded connections.
When Tony said that he could invite a few friends to play together, what he really meant was that there might be more than a hundred prosthetic soldiers who would fight life and death with the players and would be willing to suppress the "common people".
"I've been busy recently and won't participate in your activities, but if you need a sniper, I can provide a few candidates." Shadow posted a regretful expression in the group, and then said: "But if you need it, I can help you apply.
Go to the space-based weapons strike, determine the target location, send me the coordinates, and then wait three minutes."
"By the way, the strike range is about a circular area with a diameter of 1.5 kilometers. Don't fill yourself in." Shadow added, although others could not come, they brought real support.
If the Nameless Ones tribe knew that they were lucky enough to be hit by space-based weapons, they would probably cry bitterly to express their gratitude.
Vicky, who had returned to the European Union, saw the lively news in the group and joined in, expressing her longing for everyone: "I just don't know if there will be a chance to meet again in the future."
Vicki's words instantly silenced the small group chat. Although these people were all time-tested warriors and heroes among men, what they were talking about was the apocalypse after all, the end of the world.
When that day comes, the whole world will be different. These people who are scattered in different shelters may have to enter a waiting period of several years, ten years, or even decades. For many people, this is
A period of time may be a lifetime.
By then, they may not even have the opportunity to chat on the Internet like they do today, and they will have to spend their lives in a shelter of their own choice.
For a girl like Vicky, the Apocalypse Day is like a fantasy in a dream. Even though it is so close, she still feels that it is not real.
How did the world come to this point?
"As long as I am alive, we will meet again." Kreps Cisse replied in silence, as if to remind this group of people that they are already doing well. Not only can they enter the shelter, but they can even
Room for choice.
And some people, they don't even have the option to enter a shelter.
Kreps Cisse can represent these people. He was recruited from the tribe by Tangji and entered modern society. However, before he could see the so-called civilized world, he fell into a bitter battle with players.
His only impression of the civilized world is war, war, war.
But now, these civilized people are going to destroy the world. The ark they built has no place for Africans. Kreps Cisse was unwilling to live in their ark. He returned to his tribe, carrying a shovel, and planned to
Dig your own shelter.
Of course, Kreps's spirit is worthy of admiration, but when it comes to actual operations, the progress is pitiful.
His tribe did not need shelter at all, because his tribe, and even all the forces within the known surrounding area, no matter how big or small, have not got rid of the problem of hunger and scarcity of materials. Some tribes have not got rid of the problem of water shortage even to this day.
question.
Even if they had a shelter, they would not be able to survive the radiation period, which could last for decades. They would have died of starvation before being killed by the radiation.
Kreps Cisse is not complaining. It was his own choice to return to his hometown, but the despair he faces now may be something that no one in the team can imagine.
Although he was the last new member to join the team, as a member of Tangji's team, Kreps still had enough status to ask for help from the Ark organization or the coalition forces. In fact, when Anthony told him during a phone call that he could do this
Kreps was very surprised when he did it.
At first, Kreps didn't even think that the team he was working with needed any extra attention. He just changed places and continued hunting with a different kind of prey.
But when he spoke like this, and the Ark organization actually transported five hundred tons of grain to the port designated by Kreps as promised, the entire east coast of South Africa became excited, and countless warlord forces swarmed in, and another battle
After a bloody battle, half of the food was eventually destroyed at the port, and the other half was divided among a bunch of forces and local refugees.
Everyone has received a reward that satisfies them, but no one is satisfied.
Kreps Cisse witnessed all that and felt deeply desperate.
Yes, he is a powerful superhuman, but so what? When the first container full of grain was hit by a warlord with a rocket, and the grain inside fell directly from the sky in the form of popcorn, the whole scene became chaotic.
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Those who were fighting each other a second ago began to chase the food like wild beasts. They swallowed the popcorn that fell on the ground mixed with dirt and blood. Some even claimed that if he could not get his piece of food,
portion, then he would rather set fire to all the food...
Africa has been in decline for hundreds of years, and people have become accustomed to such days. A few sober people cannot save the continent. Even the chief said to him: "Go back, find your friends, and continue to live in the civilized world."
, you can’t save others, save yourself.”
But Kreps Cisse is a stubborn person. He just digs shelter shovel by shovel. Even if he is the only one doing this meaningless work, he refuses to stop until a
Autumn rain caused the small cellar that Kreps had dug to collapse, and he had to admit that he was doing useless work.
But he will not go back, he will face life and death in this land...
The saint who was far away in the Federation Fortress was looking at the message on his mobile phone. A smile appeared on his lips and he replied: "I just encountered a convoy of unknown people. It has been solved. Be careful with the one you bought.
, don’t be touched, my hometown doesn’t know yet.”
"Let them come, I welcome as many as they come." Martin Sanye laughed, but he had already ordered all tribal soldiers to more closely defend the entrance to the base.
In fact, the reason why the Anonymous targeted the Davis Mengshan Military Base was because they obtained information about Apocalypse. After all, strictly speaking, the Anonymous are a downstream organization of the C.I.A., and they are relatively well-informed.
The entire Nameless Clan has more than 1,200 armed personnel, of which a full 100 are armed personnel transferred directly from overseas operations centers.
The initial goal of the Overseas Operations Center's funding of the Unknown was just to install a force of its own among the wanderers. Unexpectedly, it happened to coincide with this troubled world. Thousands of idle players almost disrupted the entire wasteland.
The rules of survival in the wilderness.
The nameless people are developing at a very fast speed. In just a few months, they have become a prestigious new clan of swordsmen. Many expelled and exiled wanderers have come here because of their reputation. Martin Sanye is integrating various Indians.
During the tribe, many people were exiled, and it was these people who passed on the news about the Davis-Monshan base.
After several months of continuous observation, the Nameless One believes that the Davis-Monthan military base has been restarted and can be used to defend against the coming Apocalypse.
The actual controller of the Unknown One is actually not a mystery in the eyes of Mikkelsen and the others. The Unknown One is currently controlled by a woman named Valaria, and based on the tradition of the C.I.A. Overseas Operations Center, she has been
in an uncontrolled state.
No one wants to die. In the face of the apocalypse, everyone wants to live in a shelter, and the shelter in the CIA Overseas Operations Center is not enough for everyone. Valaria happens to be that marginalized person. She dare not bet on herself when she returns.
Is there any qualification to live in a shelter, so I plan to occupy one myself.
Those in the C.I.A. Overseas Operations Center who had the same concerns also approved this series of operations because of similar intentions.
"Vallaria, the people we sent to hijack the cars are finished. There are only a few car wrecks at the scene." A half-mad wanderer introduced the scene cheerfully, seeming to have a soft spot for this kind of scene.
"Shut up, take your people and follow that bus. Since we have been exposed, force us to get on." Valaria looked at the scenery passing by outside the window with a gloomy face. She gathered all the strength she could to contact her.
All the Luandaohui tribes on the Internet promised benefits that she could not fulfill at all. If not half of these people died, she would be the one to die.
"Are you crazy? Martin Sanye's tribe is all warriors!" Someone raised objections, but unfortunately Valaria is a dictator, and her way of rejecting others is bullets.
In the wasteland, under Valaria's order, hundreds of modified vehicles of various colors began to set off from all directions. She had already prepared the ground for this operation. Thanks to the prevalence of the Day of Apocalypse, even the wanderers
They all agree with this statement.
Now there is a ready-made shelter in the wasteland. If you don't seize the opportunity, won't you have to wait for death in the wasteland?
Valaria doesn't care if the people there are related to Tangji. Even if they are, she will die in the shelter instead of turning into withered bones in the wasteland!
But almost the moment they started taking action, satellite image support from Mikkelsen's side had already begun tracking. Anyway, now Markarian is dead and the new player leader has not yet arrived, so these strategic equipment are idle.
idle...
Valaria chose to continue chasing the Saints' bus. She mistakenly regarded the children as the descendants of important figures and planned to use them as hostages.
The convoys of the other eleven random swordsmen began to gather twenty kilometers away from the Davis Mengshan military base. A leisurely flying drone passed by and sent the coordinates to Shadow.
