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Today is another peaceful day.

No mutants without eyes entered the cordon, and no dangerous monsters wandered outside the cordon of Thunder City.

For some of the guards of the Watch Legion who are responsible for garrisoning Thunder City, there is nothing better than a beautiful day when they are on guard without firing a shot and when they get off work, they can spend time with their families.

There are always some young and motivated recruits who are eager to earn military merit, for money or a better reputation - the two are often inseparable in Thunder City.

"Be careful," a veteran told his son who was wearing a recruit's uniform. "Listen to Chief Noah, don't act recklessly, and don't leave the team and act alone. You are a recruit, and the Chief of Staff will not give you too dangerous a task. Just follow the command, do you understand?"

The recruit's mind was filled with the honors he would receive upon his return: "I know. Dad, just watch! My rating will definitely be very high for this mission!"

The veteran shook his head: "The higher the score, the more dangers you have experienced. I just hope you come back with an average score."

"Dad!" The recruit felt that his father was messing around every day, but he would not say it directly. "You can work in the small guard position of the Watch Legion until you retire! I am different. I at least want to be promoted. You can lead more than a dozen people, or simply transfer to the guerrillas!"

The veteran knew that nothing he could say now would dispel his son's dangerous thoughts, because he had been like this before.

New recruits who go to the battlefield always feel that the battlefield is full of honors, longing and excited, as if they can reach out and pick them up; but real veterans know that under the medal of honor, there is blood, corpses and death.

Anger and fear would flood his mind as his first comrade died screaming beside him.

When he comes back alive, he will have nightmares for a few days and become depressed. This is the first test for new recruits.

If you can't handle it, you should take off your combat uniform and become an ordinary craftsman in Thunder City.

After saying goodbye to the child, the veteran stood up straight again and looked into the distance.

"Dad!" The recruit, wearing a brand-new combat uniform and carrying a tactical backpack, waved and shouted from a distance, "Just wait! What accident could happen!"

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A crazy motorcycle sped by and almost hit the recruit.

The motorcycle rider apparently tried his best but still had difficulty controlling the motorcycle, which had failed brakes.

This violent machine made an exaggerated drift at the last moment, and then crashed into the wall of Thunder City.

The stunt-like move saved the motorcycle rider's life, but he was thrown 50 meters and landed face first on the ground, with his back facing up, lying straight on the sand.

The motorcycle rider's vision went dark, and there was only a pitiful amount of health left on the game interface.

"my car……"

He couldn't move.

Even at the player's recovery speed, it would take 5 minutes to barely regain mobility from such an injury.

The recruit felt that this was not a good sign and walked away shaking his head.

The veteran frowned and saw a large group of speedsters approaching on motorcycles in the distance.

"You see," Smoker pointed at the half-dead player, "I told him that this modification is not good."

The cute man was silent.

He just sighed and shook his head.

"This is called pretending to be so cool that you get struck by lightning!" Yan Gui said to the audience in the live broadcast room, "What's the use of a motorcycle that travels fast? I might as well drive a motorcycle with one hand!"

"You're really good at motorcycles." Tutu Girl and Brother Wolf exchanged motorcycles so that they could stay away from the smoker.The smoker chattered non-stop along the way. He was a talkative, and he could pick up a topic and chat for a long time.

It’s not surprising that this kind of social terrorist ranks among the best in the interactive activities organized by the platform for anchors and fans.

Regarding the disappearance of wasteland traveling merchant Redbeard, the doctor in the Mutant Valley proposed that they come directly to Thunder City and follow a watch army that was about to go to the manor area for rescue.

He said the demonic tide has hit there but will not necessarily leave immediately.

If the demon tide is still nearby, although the players have enough manpower, going forward with this little firepower is courting death.

[Supreme Crazy Young Man]: Miaomiao, are you there?I'm almost to Thunder City.

[Xu Miaomiao]: I’m going on a mission.If anything happens, go to the headquarters and ask for help.

[Supreme Crazy Young Man]: I have a friend who is a traveling merchant in the wasteland. He is now trapped in the manor area, and his life or death is uncertain.I don't know where the manor district is, nor how to find him.

[Xu Miaomiao]: Manor area?The demonic tide attacked there, and I was about to follow Chief Noah to clean up the mess.

[Supreme Crazy Young Man]: Is Noah the leader of your team?Miaomiao, can you please help Noah and tell him that the people from the Flying Potato God Cult will follow you.We still have some friendship with him.

[Xu Miaomiao]: I'll go find the chief clerk and ask.

"Cute man," Tudou Girl said, "Miaomiao happens to be in the rescue team, and the team leader is Noah, whom we all know."

[Xu Miaomiao]: The chief of staff said that you should go to the headquarters immediately and gather at the parade square in front of the headquarters.We're about to leave.

[Supreme Crazy Young Man]: We'll be there soon.

The players learned the news and immediately sped to the Brotherhood headquarters.

……

The square was filled with a solemn atmosphere.

Multifunctional combat vehicles with rolling tracks that look like tanks are ready.

Behind them is a truck with military green tarpaulin covering the cargo compartment.

Among the tanks, every soldier was ready to go. It was estimated that a quarter of the soldiers were wearing majestic power armor.

Chief Noah stood on the rostrum, with a serious face and a straight waist, completely unlike the cynical look that the players had when they met him in the sewer.

"The fourth branch of the Watch Legion should have 500 people, but it turned out to be 490-[-] people." His adjutant lowered his voice. "Noah, the two absentees were in the Chameleon's territory of the Shadow Alliance last night. Chameleon said they I spent the night there. Although I didn’t get any stamps, I played with the sex doll’s belly all night, and my legs are still weak. I’ve asked the inspector to detain them.”

Chief Noah tilted his head slightly: "We have been notified that we are going to go on a mission, so don't take it seriously! These two people will deal with it seriously. They will be recorded as a major demerit and will be kept in the team for observation. If they do not perform well during the observation period, they will be directly expelled from the military and put on the blacklist. .”

The adjutant knew that the purser was really angry.

He turned his head and let his men handle the matter.

Xu Miaomiao applied temporarily to be discharged and is now anxiously waiting for the arrival of Tudou Girl.

For such a serious military operation, it was unexpected that the Chief of Staff would allow people from the Flying Potato God Cult to follow; if it was delayed for too long, this force would set off immediately regardless of any friendship.

Players appeared at the north entrance of the square.

Xu Miaomiao immediately ran to meet this group of "advisors" from the Flying Potato God Cult, as a temporary liaison, made up by the Chief of Staff. (End of chapter)