Doomsday Game Online

Chapter 49 Chapter 049

What Link is looking for are all kinds of groceries, such as clothes, general medical and pharmaceutical supplies, etc., and related clues.

But no matter in the game or in the base, nothing was found.

At present, the logistics and maintenance department only sells, processes bullets, and repairs equipment.

The weapons department only has basic weapons for each profession, and the equipment department only has combat uniforms.

Although the basic model A1A2, the ordinary model B1B2, and the top-fitting C1C2 are all sold, these things are used up to level 50.

The most advanced C2 level equipment does not greatly increase the combat effectiveness of the mad warrior of Crowder-of course, it is still better than the alloy steel bar that was picked up.

When Link came out, he wore a khaki training uniform, a long-sleeved T-shirt + trousers.

What’s more weird is this thing… it can be sent to the maintenance department for repair.

If there is no clothing in the base, where did this training suit come from?

Link wasn’t very demanding, so he bought Tina several sets of training uniforms. The little girl who got the real new clothes was not happy… just listened to him.

This idea can only be put on hold for now.

He didn’t rush to leave, but called up the chat records with Crowder and his daughter from his personal terminal, while analyzing and recording possible useful information.

Of course, the father and daughter are not stupid, and they talk a lot, but they are all general, and there is no problem of talking between them.

He was busy analyzing intelligence in the base, and by the way he finished his mental profile for the father and daughter of Crowder, before he stopped working and returned to the real world.

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On July 9, 2019, at 11 o’clock in the evening, the weather was light and rainy.

Link opened his eyes, and the eye-catching living room scene came into view.

He smiled silently: Come on, see who can live to the end.

Checking the bullets of the guns in the No. 1 backpack and the combat uniforms on him, the time came to twelve o’clock.

He finally went to see Camilla in the study and Delia in the basement, and he made sure that no one of the mother and daughter had become monsters in advance, and closed the door again.

When he walked to the window and opened an observation port, Link watched the raindrops that kept falling in the dark sky.

At 0:15 on July 10, the game customer service prompt sounded: “The third anchoring has been completed, and the world is about to enter a new era. Distinguished privileged user 00001, I wish you a happy game.”

Link always feels that this is another hint-only recharge can be happy?

Soon, a kind of coldness enveloped the body from the outside to the inside, much like the feeling of circling energy in the body when upgrading, but it was relatively weak.

What’s happening here? This thought flashed through his mind until a weird sound came into his ears, and he couldn’t help but look towards the direction of Chicago to the east.

The weird noise that kept making out came from there, and it became more and more obvious.

It is like the crunch of wood when it is twisted and stressed, and it is also mixed with subtle cracking sounds, densely mixed together, noisy and weird.

The sound seemed far away, but in fact it spread to Link’s hut in a few minutes and then passed by.

Link didn’t move, but looked up at the sky with a gloomy expression.

The rain stopped? No, it’s gone.

Continuously switching the infrared, low-light, and thermal imaging functions of the battle suit, he saw a little abnormality in the sky.

A layer of things like clouds and mist spread, covering the sky and blocking out the rain.

So the rain didn’t stop, but it didn’t rain from Chicago to here.

Turning to the window behind the house, the cloud-like substance was still spreading, and after a while, Rockford, a few kilometers away, was also covered.

The sound of rain disappeared, the strange sound gradually moved away, disappeared, and there was silence in the night.

The various detection functions on the combat uniform were switched at regular intervals, and apart from the obvious interference of electromagnetic signals, there was no other discovery.

Link maintained basic alert, stayed in front of the window, and observed the outside situation for a while.

After three o’clock, he chose to go back to the bedroom and lock the door to rest, but he didn’t take off his combat uniform and the gun was on his chest.

The surrounding monitoring screen is paid attention to by the personal terminal, and an alarm can be issued at any time.

At seven o’clock in the morning, the alarm clock set on the terminal sent out a slight electrical stimulation, causing Link to wake up.

Get up quietly, open the study, and make sure that Camilla hasn’t turned into a monster and sleeps soundly.

The scan results on the lenses are very detailed. People who become monsters will not throw their trousers and jackets out of the blanket in a half-sleep state, and their skin will not remain white and smooth.

He closed the door and went to the basement again.

Delia got hot after drunk, unknowingly she broke away from the blankets and clothes, and she was several times cooler than Camilla…Crouched there, only pulling the blanket to cover part of her body.

Link frowned, walked over and pulled the blanket straight up, covering her completely.

The basement is not a study room, the temperature is much lower.

If he catches a cold and gets sick at this time, he won’t have time to care about her.

However, Delia’s fat layer is thicker, so the chance of catching a cold shouldn’t be great… right?

Confirming that the mother and daughter did not become monsters, he returned to the living room, and he opened the observation port on the window again and looked out.

The moment I opened the observation port, I felt something was wrong: the light was too dim! It feels like the situation just a bit bright in winter.

Looking at the sky again, Link’s face became serious.

A thick gray-black cloud hung in the air, but there was almost no movement, and it took a while to see the slight changes.

Compared with the normal cloudy cloud, its movement speed is more than a hundred times slower.

And there was no wind around, only the ubiquitous cold mist appeared lifelessly, enveloping everything in it bit by bit.

Ordinary people can see roughly within 20 meters of the naked eye, 30 to 40 meters away, and 50 meters away is a white mist, and nothing can be seen.

Link has a terminal and a battle suit, and the effective observation distance is about 30 to 40 meters.

Farther away can only serve as a warning, aiming and shooting is impossible, and the eyes are completely blackened when more than a hundred meters.

This strange mist wiped out most of this powerful long-range advantage.

Once you encounter a long-tongue monster within forty meters, it is hard to say which bullet or tongue hit the target first.

The only comfort to Link was that his physique was no longer pure.

As a long-range professional shooter, he has no advantages in strength and explosiveness, but he has a high growth in neural reflex speed, physical coordination, and stability.

In this kind of foggy environment, try to detect first, shoot first, hit first, and prevent monsters from close attack, so as not to have the power to fight back.

Thinking in his mind, he didn’t rush to go out, but went to the kitchen.

Dice Cantonese sausages, peas, corn, carrots, and potatoes, add some light soy sauce and olive oil, and spread them on the rice in the rice cooker. Mix with water and press the rice button to prepare a pot of preserved rice.

This is not breakfast, but he wants to have it when he comes back in the evening.

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Today is New Year’s Eve, I wish all Lao Bing’s book friends a happy New Year’s Eve, family reunion, and peace