William cautiously checked back and forth along the passage twice, and returned to the N11 base after confirming that there was no problem. This rigorous style made him very popular with large organizations such as Penn & Co., and it also allowed him to obtain two licenses of Penn & Co. very smoothly.
The process of handing over the task went smoothly. As Tony said before, the old Anthony is still a very good person. After confirming William's achievements, at least he was very straightforward in paying the remuneration and had no intention of regretting it. Although he couldn't hide his surprise that William completed the task so quickly.
Old Anthony didn't mention a word about the whole nest of living corpses led by intelligent leaders, which certainly didn't mean he didn't know about it. However, compared to what William had encountered in other settlements, Old Anthony could be said to have a good reputation. From this point of view, Tony was not wrong. As for the small information asymmetry, in this era, it is really a trivial thing.
A 10 cm test tube filled with dark green liquid is the main part of William's reward this time, the primary genetic evolution potion. In fact, the gold content of the medicine produced by the N11 base laboratory is not high, because this kind of formula tends to improve the ability of the psionic domain, and the effect in other ability domains is much worse. Although the psionic domain can be said to be the most widely used ability domain, the improved potions that are biased toward a certain ability domain are far lower than the general-purpose potions with stable effects in terms of value.
As soon as he bought the potion, William already had a vague feeling that it was a semi-universal potion that tended to the psionic domain. If he found a suitable buyer, this potion with reduced effect could be sold for around 4,000 yuan. Although it was still 20% lower than the expected 5,000 yuan remuneration, William did not intend to continue entangled in this detail. Old Anthony may have done so only out of the shrewdness of a businessman. Negotiations require strength, and William doesn't think he has the strength to make concessions to the N11 base with 20 first-tier fighters.
After taking a preliminary inventory of his equipment and the remaining money, William bought three boxes of rifle ammunition for pistols from Tony, and added a pot of high-purity water, and William quietly left the N11 base.
The rewards of this mission are quite rich. After deducting consumption and living expenses, the estimated net income is around 3500, not including most of the evolution points brought by clearing a nest of living corpses. Since William's ability has reached the third level, a living corpse that can provide ordinary people with one and a half evolution points will not bring William even one evolution point. Of course, it is also difficult for ordinary people to survive a battle of this intensity.
Another sunny day.
The sun with strong ultraviolet rays scorched the earth mercilessly, but the thick cloak on William's body blocked all the sun's rays. He wasn't walking fast, but his speed was constant, and he didn't stop in front of the ruins of a lonely house until noon. During the day when the sun was strong, most of the mutated creatures would inhabit their lairs, so William chose to hurry at this time, even though he could use his abilities better at night.
William carefully inspected the villa that lost half of the roof, and relaxed after confirming that there were no deadly creatures hidden, nor was it a lair of some kind of large carnivore like the Iron Armored Bear.
He took out the bullets used in the pistol, and used an alloy file less than 10 centimeters in length to engrave strange patterns on each bullet. The bullets treated in this way will explode shortly after firing or when they enter the target body, thereby multiplying their power. As for the loss of accuracy, it was out of his consideration. When William used the pistol, he was never more than 30 meters away from the target.
William handled the bullets calmly, one after another, never seeming to get bored or tired. In the blink of an eye, a box of bullets was processed, and the pattern engraved on each bullet was exactly the same. Even if it was engraved with a precision machine tool, it seemed that it was nothing more than that.
William carefully put away the bullets, took out the second box and opened it. It seemed that the two hours of repetitive work did not tire him. The experience of wandering alone in the wilderness told him that enough patience is necessary for survival.
William frowned suddenly, and caught a very weak but unusual vibration on the ground. He put away the bullets and tools at an incredible speed, and took the rifle in his hand. With a flash of his right hand, he had pushed a modified bullet into the chamber. Then he took a few steps to the wall and looked out through a gap in the wall. While doing all this, William made no sound at all except the metal clang of his rifle being loaded.
At this time William had no sights on his rifle at all. That old-fashioned optical sight is useless to William whose eyesight has been enhanced to the third level. The reason why this thing is still kept is just to confuse the people in the settlement or the base.
William narrowed his eyes slightly to block the reflection of his eyes, and looked out carefully. He was good at long-distance shooting himself, and of course he knew what would give away his whereabouts.
A few kilometers away, billowing smoke and dust can be seen, which seems to be a convoy. And judging from the vibrations from the ground, there should be at least one chariot in the convoy. Looking at the speed of the smoke and dust from a distance, the convoy did not travel fast, only about 20 kilometers.
Looking at the direction the convoy is heading, it is the N11 base.
William's heart moved, he sat quietly for a few minutes, finally stood up slowly, bent his body, and ran to the N11 base at a constant speed of 25 kilometers.
Although he is not friends with the residents of the N11 base, William decided to go and have a look. At least the N11 base gave him a warm feeling, somewhat similar to "home". This had never happened before, so although William knew from the moment he entered the base that N11's independence would not last long, he still wanted to go and have a look.
With the ability to process water, and possibly even a hidden water source, the N11 base has become the biggest piece of fat in this area. No one will not be tempted by the N11 base. The N11 base must either be wiped out, or be attached to a more powerful force like the Penn Corporation, in order to continue to survive. After all, the twenty people under Turner's command alone cannot defend the independence of a base that can handle clean water.
William arrived at the periphery of the N11 base almost at the same time as the team. Along the way, he already knew the composition of the team.
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The convoys, one behind the other, each have an old-fashioned chariot from the old era. In the middle are three heavy-duty trucks filled with soldiers, and the most striking one is a wheeled armored command vehicle.
The convoy had a clear goal. As soon as they arrived at the destination, the two chariots drove to the front and blocked the exit of the N11 base. More than a hundred soldiers on three trucks set up a second line of defense behind the tanks. Although this group of soldiers didn't have first-level abilities like Turner's team, and their equipment wasn't as sophisticated as Turner's team, five times the number of soldiers and two tanks could completely overwhelm the armed forces of the N11 base.
Several soldiers jumped out of the armored command vehicle. Dark camouflage uniforms, new-age automatic rifles, and vigorous and sturdy movements all distinguished them from ordinary soldiers.
William, who was hiding one kilometer away, closed his pupils slightly. These fighters all possess second-level abilities, and there are two third-level fighters among them! Seeing the sophisticated sniper rifle in the hands of one of the Tier 3 fighters, William became more careful about hiding it.
The soldiers in front had already started shouting with loudspeakers to persuade them to surrender, while several special forces members cautiously entered the cave. At this time, the roof of the commander's vehicle was opened, and two people in commander's attire stood up from the vehicle, looking at the hill in front of them where the N11 base was hidden.
"Listen, people inside! This is the guard directly under the Roxeland Corporation! Now this base will be taken over by the Roxland Corporation. You are limited to open the gate of the base within three minutes and come out to surrender. The base facilities must be intact! Otherwise, you will be responsible for all consequences!"
While the repetitive, monotonous but real and effective threat was still echoing in the air from the tweeter, dense and dull gunshots suddenly sounded in the cave. Although far away, William immediately recognized the gunshots from the base's automatic defense platform. Then several special forces members withdrew from the cave in some embarrassment. When they came out, there were two fewer people than when they went in, but the packages they were carrying were gone.
After a while, there was a loud bang suddenly, and a thick smoke with countless broken stones spewed out from the cave. Afterwards, cracks appeared all over the mountain, and the bang continued. In the end, almost half of the hillside was blown away by a strong explosion. fly!
The scattered rubble kept falling, hitting the shell of the tank and the soldiers who had been lying on the ground for a long time. The Roxland fighters were all equipped with steel helmets and bulletproof vests, so few people were injured. In the swirling stone rain, although the command vehicle was shaken to a height of half a meter, the two commanders on the vehicle stood up straight, as if they were nailed to the vehicle.
After the entire hillside was lifted off, the gate of the N11 base was revealed, and the automatic defense weapon hanger outside the gate had long since disappeared. The gear-shaped gate was overturned inward, and the tractor was also exposed. As long as there is another blast, or a few direct-point bombs from the tank, the gate of the base will be opened. Given the firmness and structure of the gate of the base, although such an explosion is powerful, it will not destroy the gate so thoroughly, but for some reason, the gate of the base is broken.
At this moment, an accident happened. The violent vibration was transmitted one kilometer away, directly causing a row of abandoned two-story buildings to collapse. William, who was lying on the roof, had to jump out and landed lightly on the ground.
As soon as he showed his signs, the two commanders on the command vehicle immediately noticed! The two raised their binoculars almost at the same time, and looked towards this side. The elite fighters around the command vehicle also spotted William and raised their guns to take aim. Of course, at a distance of nearly 1,200 meters, only the Catrovin RF1000 sniper rifle in the hands of the third-tier sniper was the real deadly threat.
When William landed, he immediately half-kneeled on the ground, set up his long rifle, and aimed at the third-tier sniper. The tremors on the ground continued, and the strong wind brought by the blast wave whizzed past, lifting William's cloak. However, the rifle in his hand did not move in the slightest. When the follow-up shock wave hit, William saw that the muzzle of the sniper's gun seemed to move slightly.
William's pupils immediately contracted into cross stars, but he didn't pull the trigger.
At this distance, without any optical sights, William recognized that the commander on the command vehicle was Sophia who broke into his room that night!
The woman was dressed in a high-ranking officer's uniform, with a dazzling gold star on her epaulets, her short hair tied under a beret, her face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and her eyes were even more murderous. At this time, Sophia is completely an iron-blooded soldier who dominates the battlefield, so how can she still have the faint breath of being drunk and obsessed that night?
The commander next to her pointed at William and shouted, "Kill that man!"
The third-tier sniper moved in response, his fingers tightened the trigger, and began the final aiming.
William was as motionless as a statue, and his green eyes continuously magnified the sniper's movements, and even the slightly twitching muscles on his face could be clearly seen. William did not shoot first. At this distance, as long as the sniper showed signs of firing, William could shoot first and then dodge. And he had a strong instinct that he shouldn't be shooting first.
"Stop!" Sophia shouted immediately, and pressed the commander's hand.
The sniper obviously knew who was the real commander, and immediately let go of the cell phone that was holding the trigger when he heard the order. The moment he let go of his fingers, the heavy feeling that was pressing on his heart suddenly disappeared.
"Sir, that person is suspicious, he seems to be following us all the way, and he seems to be a sniper, it's better to kill him..." The commander didn't seem to agree with Sophia's order.
Sophia interrupted him coldly: "I told him to go! Don't provoke him!"
"But..." The commander was not an easy character to be persuaded.
Sophia's face became even more gloomy: "Are you trying to question my order for the third time? Answer me, Lieutenant Colonel!"
The commander snapped to attention and replied loudly: "I fully obey your orders! General!"
Despite her youth, bravery, and considerable military talent, the commander did not dare to challenge her authority a third time. Although he was keenly aware of the seemingly ulterior relationship between Sophia and the sniper in the distance, the faintly burning jealousy made him want to kill that guy immediately, but this did not make him lose his mind, especially when When Sophia reiterated the order for the third time. In Roxland Corporation, apart from her outstanding military talents, almost everyone knew Sophia's decisiveness, cruelty and unscrupulousness on the battlefield. She allows subordinates to question any of her orders, but only twice. Those who tried for a third chance never left the battlefield alive.
The plan to annex the N11 base this time is her typical style, that is, not to give the base any chance for peaceful negotiations, and directly use a large amount of high-explosive explosives to blow up the gate of the base, and then carry out the so-called negotiations. In Sophia's view, a turtle without its hard shell has no bargaining power. After the gate was blown open, the remaining people in the N11 base had only two choices, either surrender unconditionally, become a slave or a free man, it all depended on her mood. Or all be executed, if they dare to resist.
Sophia glanced at the elite fighters around the command vehicle, and said coldly: "Put down the gun! Do I need to repeat it a second time?"
These elite fighters immediately put down the guns in their hands. They knew that there must be absolutely no hesitation in carrying out her orders, let alone unnecessary actions or words that would misunderstand her. On the battlefield, Sophia is a butcher, both to the enemy and to her own people.
After suppressing her subordinates, she looked at William in the distance. Intuitively, despite the distance and lack of sights, she knew William would be able to see every expression of hers.
She raised her hand and designated William from a distance, with an ambiguous smile on the corner of her lips, and her eyes were as bright as if they were about to spew fire. She believed that William would be able to read her meaning.
"Sooner or later you will be mine!" said her left eye.
"I will catch you!" said her right eye.
William was silent, not thinking about what would happen after that hypothetical scene, but just put away the modified rifle, turned around and disappeared into the ruins in the wilderness. Sophia turned her head to look at the adjutant beside her, with that ambiguous and desire-filled smile on her face, which almost made the adjutant's eyes blaze. She stretched out her left hand, tapped the adjutant's forehead lightly, and said, "I know you are not convinced. But in this terms of distance, he can easily smash your head! "
The adjutant's face was livid, and he didn't believe that a person could hit a target 1,200 meters away without relying on a sight. However, out of the corner of the adjutant's eye, he suddenly saw the Tier 3 sniper he relied on as his trump card. The sniper was half-kneeling on the ground, his face was pale, and his military uniform had already been soaked in sweat. Only with the support of the sniper rifle did he not completely fall to the ground.
It wasn't until this time that the adjutant was really surprised. He knew how many battles this sniper had participated in, and he knew how brilliant and sturdy his record was. Such a veteran who climbed out of the dead, at a distance where snipers can be effective, used a Quattrovin RF1000 sniper rifle against an old-fashioned modified rifle without a scope. The confrontation lasted only one minute. How could he collapse like this in less time? This seems completely inexplicable.
There are too many unexplainable things in the new era, and this is just one of them.
The adjutant's face was still ashen, and he didn't dare to challenge Sophia's authority on the battlefield, but it didn't mean he was afraid of her. Within the company, his backer has a higher status than Sophia.
The fiery sun finally disappeared into the clouds, and then the entire sky began to dim, and darkness gradually enveloped the ubiquitous ruins, and it was another starless and moonless night.