Sequence game, starting from drawing props

Chapter 302 Bad Things
From the looks of it, this player is a melee type.

Ian saw it.

There are more monsters similar to spiders ahead.

They are all undead monsters, so the players have no idea.

Players don't know why these undead monsters exist.

It was as if they appeared suddenly and stayed here deliberately, trying to catch them all.

Could it be that there are traitors among the players?
This is impossible.

Their plan is flawless, but it is very likely that the natural disaster and the hot sun have the ability to detect intelligence.

This possibility is very large, and players are willing to believe that this is the reason.

They each worked harder.

Some players even proposed to assemble a ground drilling machine, so that they can quickly drill holes in the ground without following the direction of the cave, but go directly to where they want to go.

I have to say that this is really a good way.

"However, there is one more problem."

Another player retorted: "The underground structure has been completely corroded by natural disasters. Didn't you see that there are veins of flesh and blood everywhere?"

"If we said that we were driving the ground drilling machine and walked into its trap, I'm afraid it would be like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth, and there will be no return."

This is very possible.

The scourge of the undead has shown the most basic wisdom. Players must be clear that this enemy is not the enemy they usually face.

In this way, there must be a real player to stand up, he must be reliable, and at the same time have a certain strength.

But among the players on the scene, except for Ian, no other player met this requirement.

But here lies the problem.

Ian already had his own mission, and it was impossible for him to be the captain of the drilling team.

It must be a player other than him.

"Uh... It seems that no other players have raised their hands?"

A player hesitated to speak.

The players cast their gazes one after another, only to find that it was the "leader".

The leader chose to remain silent in his plan along the way. His status was very formal, but his abilities were not as good as Ian's.

Along the way, his silence was very reasonable.

But I didn't expect that at this time, he would stand up and want to help the players?
"Your words... are fine."

The player who proposed looked at the leader, and really didn't know what to call him.

This leader didn't do much, and his impression in the players' minds wasn't good, but it wasn't bad either.

That is a feeling of being in the middle.

His level is very high, he has reached level 43, and the gold sequence has been a long time.

There is no need to prove his combat effectiveness. After all, his sequence ability is of that violent type, so it is impossible to participate in other affairs.

But there is another thing.

"On the way, has anyone seen our other team?"

Ian noticed this.

The fast-line players have already expired, but the slow-line players do not mean that they are performing another task with them.

On the contrary, the main task of the slow-line players is actually to help the fast-line players prepare their weapon reserves.

That's right, all the weapons in the hands of players are actually provided by slow-line players, which is what is recorded in the mission.

"Uh……"

The player was a little embarrassed, silent for half a second, and told Ian.

"That's right, stranger."

"Our other team encountered some bad things on the road. They were attacked by natural disaster monsters."

"Most people were seriously injured and couldn't move on. We successfully recovered some of the weapons."

"But more weapons have been lost..."

what?
Ian couldn't help frowning.

He has clearly opened the way ahead, and those players who are suitable for transporting weapons will not encounter too dangerous things.

"Did you encounter monsters when you came with me?"

"no!"

The players responded immediately.

They didn't encounter monsters, which means Ian has cleaned up, so this matter is very strange...

"In this case, why are players in the slow lane encountering attacks?"

Ian couldn't figure it out at all.

The two teams are clearly distinguished, the team in front is responsible for opening the way, quickly reaching the destination, and investigating the intelligence there.

And the players in the rear transport a lot of high-risk weapons, which contain explosives, ammunition, and some more dangerous and fragile taboos.

Once those things flow into the hands of natural disaster monsters, I'm afraid it will be very difficult for players to fight.

Even today's Ian can be said to have run out of ammunition and food, and the only way left is to use the "Phantom Star Drone" to launch an attack.

"It has been a few days since we fell into Lie Yangtian's trap."

"The weapons that everyone makes impromptuly must not have the slightest mistake. They should be aware of this."

"In that case, why are they in danger?"

asked Ian.

He is very clear that if the mission plan is in the form, the current situation cannot happen, he is absolutely sure!

The players started to get embarrassed.

They looked at me and I looked at you. In the end, the leader stood up and spoke.

"Outlanders... things are actually very simple."

"On the way, our support team seems to have encountered something similar to the "Core of Natural Disaster". According to the calculations of electronic hackers, if we smash that thing, we have a high probability of directly killing the natural disaster."

"But in fact, it was a trap, so all our support troops fell there."

Ian listened.

His frown got even higher.

"Is it really?"

He asks about electronic hackers.

The other party first replied with a string of ellipses, and then answered "yes".

"Sorry, stranger."

"My ability is very limited in this regard, but the calculation at the time, it is indeed the core of the natural disaster, it is a red gemstone, and it grows on a towering tree."

"I thought at the time, since it is a big tree, I am afraid it has taken root here for a long time, maybe we can easily complete the task..."

"But who would have thought..."

All the plans of electronic hacker players are sorted out based on the existing information.

Therefore, for him, as long as it is a proposed plan, it must be realized.

But this ability, affected by the fact that "electronic hackers are not creative", caused him to fall into a kind of "personal reality".

That is, if the electronic hacker does not understand the problem at all, and does not realize that the "problem" actually exists.

Then, he can completely exclude the problem from his mind, leaving only a smooth sailing result.

At the same time, he will never have the slightest doubt about his plan, whether there is a problem with it.

"It's troublesome..."

Ian sighed deeply.

He looked at the ammunition supplies brought by the players. There were already few improvised things, and now there are even fewer.

(End of this chapter)