Chapter 1285 The beginning of chaos, the beginning of the first wasteland war!
"It seems that the impact of this disaster is really serious, especially in the southern fire region."
Polaris command ship, in the central dining room.
After watching the lively World Channel for a while, Cui Lu smashed his mouth and couldn't help but put down his chopsticks and sighed.
Nearly eight hours have passed since the disaster information was released at noon, but the chaos still shows no sign of calming down.
It has to be said that this time the Three Falling Spring Cold is obviously only a green second-level disaster, but its impact is more serious than the purple fourth-level punishment disaster Pihai Earthquake.
So much so that one can’t help but wonder if the game is rated at the wrong level.
"Captain Cui, don't worry, our Honghua Gang grows all wheat and potatoes, and it will definitely not be the same as those in the southern territories!"
"So are we, hehe, our Kamui also planted a lot of corn!"
"Corn, potatoes, you two are really well prepared. We in Fire Phoenix Valley only grow wheat."
"In my opinion, as long as you don't get greedy and plant rice, other drought-tolerant and disaster-tolerant crops are fine."
The four people sitting at the same dining table were very good at observing what was happening and quickly picked up the conversation to prevent the situation from getting colder.
As the Tianyuan Alliance, it is bound to occupy a place in the wasteland in the future.
The alliance is not completely unstandardized in the selection of allies. In the alliance handbook distributed with more than fifty pages, nearly twenty pages of descriptions describe the rules of the alliance.
There is one rule marked in red, which the four of them remember clearly.
If you choose to join the alliance, you must ensure in advance that there are no unsolved chaotic incidents in the territory.
It sounds very official, but when translated, the meaning is very simple.
As long as there is unrest in the territory, the Alliance will definitely not choose to step in to help deal with the mess.
Such as the chaos caused by the current disaster.
If the four major territories grow rice instead of wheat, the entire territory will fall into turmoil because of rice.
Then the alliance's fleet will evacuate as soon as possible after discovery, and set a cooling period of at least three months.
The duration of the cooling period.
Even if the unrest within the franchise territory has been dealt with in advance, the alliance will not send another inspection team there.
“Of course it’s best if there’s no chaos, and I don’t want to get a low-level evaluation in my first team trip assessment!”
Cui Lu nodded slightly, picked up the paper towel on the plate and wiped his mouth, indicating that he had eaten.
The people at the table who had been drinking tea for a long time saw this and quickly stood up respectfully.
The group of people walked out of the restaurant and walked slowly to the deck where the river breeze was howling.
The giant dragon Xianjiang at night is like a sleeping dragon, lying quietly under the moonlight.
The sparkling river surface seems to be covered with countless twinkling stars, which complement each other with the stars in the sky, forming a beautiful picture.
The breeze blows by, bringing the moisture and coolness of the river, as well as the faint fragrance of the mountains and forests in the distance.
This is unique to the wasteland.
There are no whistles of ships, no bright lights on the shore, and no smell of industrial pollution and exhaust emissions.
Only the purest tranquility.
Because we were not familiar with the route going upstream, and because this journey was the Polaris Fleet’s first long-distance mission.
The speed of the fleet was not very fast, and it was maintained at about thirty knots throughout the whole journey.
From the time we set off at ten in the morning to now, we have traveled approximately 600 kilometers.
According to the current speed, we will be able to reach the Honghua Gang territory closest to Tianyuan territory around three o'clock tomorrow afternoon!
"Don't worry, everyone. We've gone to our Honghua Gang. I'll be the host. You can rest for two more days before setting off."
Liu Zhi smiled. Although staying in Tianyuan was so exciting, he still felt a little excited when he thought of going home.
Twelve fully loaded cargo ships and the Tianyuan fleet of nearly forty armed ships!
As the saying goes, if wealth does not return to its hometown, it is like walking in brocade at night!
Think about how they set off in a small sampan in fear, and were regarded as death squads by tens of thousands of people, and they were burdened with huge pressure and risks.
However, the gears of fate are always so magical. Who would have thought that they would be able to return in such great glory now with a large amount of goods?
"Oh! That's troublesome for Lord Liu. It just so happens that I can send someone to go back overland to deliver a message, so as not to neglect the alliance's envoy team in the territory."
"Speaking of which, after joining the alliance, our four territories will be able to move around and communicate more."
"The Honghua Gang is really developing much better than us. If we go to our territory, I don't dare to say anything that can entertain everyone."
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Cui Lu said nothing, still looking at the dark land on the shore, seeming to be thinking about something.
Therefore, the four of them could only stand aside and chat awkwardly, trying to find a topic that they could keep talking about.
Although they also understood that this captain, who seemed kind but was actually very principled, would not change his attitude just because of some clumsy flattery.
But it doesn’t cost much to say a few words. Maybe it will be useful at a critical moment?
"Everyone, go back and get some rest early."
About half an hour later, Cui Lu, who still couldn't see the light of the fire on the shore, turned around and said with a kind face.
The four people nodded quickly and walked along the gangway on the deck to the inner cabin.
Thanks to the large orders placed in each territory, they had some special treatment on the way back.
Instead of being crowded with other sailors and companions in a cramped four-person dormitory on the frigate, you can have an independent lounge.
Enter the door and lock it.
Lying on the soft and white bed, Liu Zhi couldn't help but smile.
As long as he closed his eyes now, he could imagine the sensation caused by the fleet moored on the shore tomorrow.
Countless people greeted and cheered.
Especially when boxes after boxes of goods are unloaded from the ship and opened and sealed.
By then, everyone will remember his name and remember that it was Liu Zhi who brought the hope of the alliance to the Red Flower Gang.
And this will also pave the way for him to expand his business in the territory in the future.
"very nice."
Random thoughts were running through his mind, and soon, Liu Zhi's snoring started to sound slightly.
However, he had fallen asleep and did not know that thousands of miles away, the territory of the Red Flower Gang was not as peaceful and peaceful as he thought. Everyone was looking forward to the adventure team bringing back hope.
A storm that has been brewing for a long time is already sweeping through this small territory close to where 200,000 people live.
late at night.
The river is surging, rolling up waves.
Since the appearance of the giant dragon Xianjiang does not follow the laws of nature, the game also made thoughtful changes when it was released.
Whenever the river passes near a gathering place, it will automatically help build a river embankment to resist the flow of water, steadily resisting the impact of the river water, and protecting the residents and land on the shore from flooding.
Around this river embankment, survivors can more easily build simple ferries and docks.
As a force established from the deep sea, migrating to the New World has not slowed down the development of the Red Flower Gang.
Within four months, four gathering areas have been established in the entire territory in accordance with living habits.
Among them, the Chinese people are mainly concentrated in gathering areas No. 1 and 2, which are the largest, with nearly 120,000 people.
The other 80,000 people belong to Gathering Areas No. 3 and 4, gathering other races on the earth.
As a lord, although Ji Wuming's combat command ability is extremely strong, his management ability is somewhat lacking.
Since the living habits and communication methods between different races are completely different, even if there is forced adjustment in the wasteland, one and a half years is not enough for everyone to forget all their previous habits.
In addition, he divided different races into living together, which did not stimulate the continued cultural integration in the territory.
Therefore, there are relatively many exchanges between gathering places No. 1 and 2, but there are very few exchanges with gathering places No. 3 and 4.
In other words, the cohesion of the Red Flower Gang is actually not high, and they only unite for interests on a very rare occasion.
This also resulted in some public tasks in the territory being completed in four gathering places.
"The river is as calm as ever tonight, oh, so beautiful!"
"Can any enthusiastic little brother do me a favor? We have to pull up this damn connecting board, otherwise it will be bad if the enemy climbs up."
"Climb up? Sabio, you are really good at telling jokes. Why don't you go down into the river and test the water temperature?"
"Go away, Iztok, come and help me quickly, or else I'll tell you about stealing a married woman."
"Damn it, you big mouth, shut up!"
"I heard it, come on, tell me, I know this guy Iztok likes men!"
"Shut up, or I'll go back and blow you up."
At the simple pier next to the river embankment, more than a dozen men whose skin color blended with the night were joking.
The person responsible for garrisoning the dock tonight is Gathering Area 4, where a large number of survivors living in Africa, North America and Europe have gathered.
In addition, the Negro race is the majority, and their combat effectiveness is stronger than that of the Asian race, so they are rotated to more garrison tasks.
But obviously, race is only an innate advantage and cannot completely affect acquired performance.
People like these on duty tonight fit the stereotype very well.
By the time Sabio and Iztok lazily pulled up the first connecting board, more than half an hour had passed.
The temporary dock built by the Honghua Gang these days is not small, it is as big as two football fields.
Counting the connecting boards that have not been pulled up, there are at least two hands!
"Hurry up, this river breeze is making me too cold. We need to finish our work quickly and go back to rest."
Iztokh let out a breath of hot air and blew on his hands, which were frozen black and red.
I don’t know if it was affected by the disaster announcement. Even though there was no intention of cooling down yet, several people could feel an unspeakable cold.
It's like something is watching.
Whoosh.
In the darkness, a slightly sharp voice passed by my ears.
Iztok subconsciously raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.
But unfortunately, their hands and feet were not quick, and the torches on the temporary dock that were supposed to be lit at twelve o'clock were still dark as it approached one o'clock.
This also makes it difficult to observe what is happening where the sound is heard with the naked eye.
"Come on, come help, what are you doing?"
Sabio, who pulled up the second lever, shouted, interrupting Iztok's doubts.
The latter tilted his head and looked at it in confusion, finally smiled, turned around with relief and went to help.
However, at this moment, the sharp voice sounded again.
But the difference was that the place where the sound resounded this time was very close to him, and he only had to lower his head to see it.
puff.
Bright red blood burst out from Iztok's chest, and a column-like fountain poured straight towards Sabio.
A crossbow arrow about the thickness of an arm penetrated his entire chest, with scarlet flesh hanging from the ferocious arrowhead.
ah.
Sabio subconsciously wanted to scream.
But before he could scream, he saw only two familiar figures walking out of the darkness.
"Jason, Mircea, are you crazy?"
Seeing the crossbows held by the two men, Sabio was so frightened that he rolled and crawled back a few steps.
It is not uncommon in the New World for people in the same territory to fight against each other.
But the premise is that the two parties must have irreconcilable conflicts of interest.
etc.
Could it be that this guy Iztok stole it.
"Shut up, if you still want to live, do as I say now."
After glaring at Sabio, Mircea bared her white teeth in disdain and moved her mouth to the side.
"Unless of course you want to bury him with him, or take revenge?"
"No, no, no, I still want to live."
Sabio quickly nodded obediently, retreated in the direction indicated by Mircea, and stood in front of a pillar.
With his IQ, it was indeed difficult to figure out in a short time where he had offended these two people.
But soon, the actions of the two men told him the answer.
The connecting board they had just pulled up was actually put down again!
"you."
Sabio's whole body tensed up. He obviously had dark skin, but his face turned pale with fear.
The connecting board is used to provide a booster for people entering the water and sampans docked to climb up.
Expand it during the day and stow it away after work is done at night to avoid possible enemies climbing up from under the connecting board to launch an attack.
"Now you have two choices, first"
The bearded Jason smiled, took out a thick iron dagger from his waist and threw it.
The dagger landed about two meters in front of Sabio. He only had to take a step forward to get it.
"Give this deadly striker Iztok a couple of blows, and you will be one of ours."
"In addition, you can have a second choice." Mircea, who was holding a crossbow on the side, added in time: "Like him, we shot an arrow and then pushed it into the river."
"I'll do it, don't kill me."
In the wasteland, in the face of life and death, most people have no principles.
For the sake of a good friend, Sabio felt that there was no reason to risk his life with a person holding a weapon.
After neatly picking up the dagger and stabbing the already dead Iztok twice, he sneered and threw the dagger aside again.
"Now, we are our own people."
"Of course. No!"
Jason and Mircea looked at each other, smiled and put down the crossbows in their hands.
"We like to deal with smart people. He is too stupid, otherwise you should be the one who dies."
"Now, you still need to perform a task."
"Go and stick these explosives on the river embankment where we drew with red clay. Once done, we will be our own!"
