This game, as Feng Luo thought, was about individuals first and then the team.
Therefore, at the beginning, except for players such as doctors, the rest were assigned to a relatively independent small supply point.
After that, participating players will usually encounter one or two players from their own guild when they are in the second to third areas.
Of course, due to battle attrition and the time difference between each other's arrival, it may not be possible until the fourth or fifth time to meet.
In addition, some expert players will initially be assigned to an area surrounded by foreign enemies, and the time for encountering their own guild players will be delayed. Just like Feng Luo, it was not until the sixth supply point that he encountered them for the first time. Big Pineapple et al.
However, everyone's tenth supply point will be concentrated in several adjacent supply points.
In this way, in the process of players collecting their own equipment, the battles between individuals can gradually turn into guild battles.
Among these supply points, there is one that is the most central from a geographical point of view, or has special items, which is the most important "base camp" for the guild.
"Well, that's how it should be!"
Feng Luo nodded, thoughtfully.
This conclusion may not be impossible to discover with his analytical ability if enough information is obtained.
It's just because he was "thrown" into the enemy's area from the beginning, and he has only just encountered Big Pineapple and the others halfway through the supply point. No matter how powerful he is, it is impossible to deduce this conclusion.
"However, in this case, I'm afraid the September Guild will not let go of this shelter easily. It is very likely that this is their base camp!"
However, with his thinking, he quickly reached another conclusion based on the information here.
In fact, it was just as Feng Luo guessed.
Because the area where this shelter is located is actually the most central point in the distribution range of the September Guild.
Among the glowing equipment in the entire supply point, there are actually more than 70 players belonging to the September Guild, and with the ability to store food, it is a special item given to the guild base camp by the system.
This is also the reason why the September Guild was able to gather three sniper players in a short period of time.
Just because these are the last few supply points belonging to their guild, most people have not reached this area yet, so they do not have much numerical advantage compared to other guilds.
"Tonight, it's probably going to be really stormy!"
Feng Luo looked up and looked outside, his eyes flashing.
"Boom..."
The weather conditions at this time were completely unsuitable for fighting.
"Crack!"
In the sky, there was lightning and thunder at this time, and dark clouds were rolling and heavy rain was falling.
The surrounding light is already very dark, almost like midnight. Even after the rain, it is definitely night. Among the players who have been fighting for a day, most of them will definitely choose to find a place to wait for dawn.
However, there must be some who want to take advantage of this weather to touch people!
After all, this kind of weather is very difficult to detect in advance.
…
At the same time that Feng Luo was on the phone with the "base camp" team in the Evernight City, a conversation was also going on in a building that looked like an artificial air-raid shelter only about two kilometers away.
"In the location of the shelter occupied by the Nightless City, nearly one-tenth of our guild members have their equipment brushed here!"
"And if we expand this range, it will be about a five-kilometer diameter area, and everyone in the entire guild will have at least one piece of equipment here!"
"So, what Mr. Wen means is that the shelter is very important. In theory, it should be our 'base camp'!"
In a dark area that was not illuminated by lights, a voice was relaying certain words.
The content coincides with the judgment of the city that never sleeps.
"Mr. Ge, judging from your appearance, you have already made up your mind on this matter!"
In the center of the air-raid shelter, stood a tall, middle-aged man in his forties with a square face.
He is wearing a power armor with dragon patterns and dragon heads engraved on his body, and the whole body is like a power armor made of gold, full of gorgeousness and nobility, and the crystal September Guild emblem on the chest, which represents the president, shows his identity.
"Mr. Wen's insight is really amazing. I only had vague ideas before, but I wasn't as clear as him."
Next to the "Golden Warrior", there is a man wearing a retro-style energy robe, like a counselor. The middle-aged player, waving an energy converter designed like a feather fan, replied after hearing this.
However, when he said this, his brows furrowed vaguely.
"It turns out that's the case. Let's put it this way, we are determined to win there!"
"If I had known this, maybe I shouldn't have retreated and left the food to the wind. It wouldn't have been emptied out by the people in the Nightless City at this time."
A sniper player who had ambushed Feng Luo had a somewhat regretful expression on his face, while the mecha master next to him also frowned.
"Don't worry! Although the food there is not too much, it is impossible for them to move it if it cannot be packed into the backpack."
The ancient counselor dressed up as a middle-aged player and shook his head.
"Besides, your choice to retreat may not be a bad move. In this way, I have a better plan to implement!"
Then, he gently waved the feather fan of the energy converter, looking confident.
"Oh, what do you think Mr. Ge has to say?"
The middle-aged man with the president's badge hanging on his chest and full of nobility and "golden armor with dragon pattern" had a rather interested expression on his face.
"Ambush that Wind Leaf again!"
The middle-aged counselor shook his feather fan and said confidently.
"What? You want to ambush the fallen leaves of the wind, this..."
Hearing this, the September Guild sniper player who was a little afraid of Feng Luo had an unsightly look on his face.
Although he did not participate in the previous ambush operation.
However, they also learned the detailed development of the matter from several participants. Even such a series of sophisticated ambush failed to kill Feng Luo in the end. Now that Feng Luo has occupied the shelter, it is almost impossible to kill anyone. Chance.
More importantly, the previous ambush must have angered Feng Luo.
If he did it again, if it was unsuccessful, he might cause Feng Luo to come to kill their September Guild.
He had experienced the feeling of being targeted by a top sniper once, and it was really uncomfortable.
"If we can really lead him to attack us, that's not necessarily a bad thing!"
"However, the target of this attack is not just the fallen leaves of the wind, but the people who are still unaware of this hidden situation and occupy the Sleepless City in our central stronghold!"
The middle-aged counselor player shook his fan and spoke more confidently.
"Although we did not keep anyone under surveillance, there is no doubt that the Evernight City will definitely concentrate people to defend that stronghold. However, that is our core stronghold, and coupled with environmental problems, no matter how many people they can gather at this stage It can’t be more than us!”
"Whether we are calculating or not, as long as we can take down the people defending in this shelter, then we will be able to gain a stable foothold in this area."
"After all, according to what we saw before, apart from us, they should be the only guild in this area that has the potential to win the championship."
For counselor players, the frequency of feather fans is even higher.
"However, if you do this, you will undoubtedly completely offend the Evernight City."
"It's not a good thing for the two strong powers to start fighting so early. If they try to fight with us at any cost, they will only give others an advantage!"
The president of the September Guild, the "Dragon Pattern Golden Warrior", looked undecided.
Especially the word "others" has a strong emphasis.
"Where's Mr. Wen, can I ask his opinion?"
Then, he turned his head and asked towards the empty dark area next to him.
"The heavy rain has caused too much interference to communications, and Mr. Wen cannot be contacted for the time being."
A rather respectful voice replied.
"There won't be any problems with him!"
Hearing this, the middle-aged Golden Warrior Guild Leader of the September Guild was a little worried.
"Probably not. With Mr. Wen's resourcefulness and Lord Tianlang's strength, it's unlikely that there will be any problems!"
The voice in the darkness replied.
"President, those who achieve great things should seize the opportunity and make a decisive decision!"
Seeing the "Golden Warrior" being so concerned, the middle-aged counselor's player's face looked a little strange, and he couldn't help but speed up the fan in his hand.
"The magic hand has already set up a killing trap with no missing points, but the opponent is still able to escape. This is enough to show that his strength is astonishing."
"In a general sense, we should indeed avoid the two-strong conflict with the people in the Evernight City at this stage."
"However, since we have set the goal of fighting for the first place, not to mention that we have completely offended him, we will inevitably encounter him as the 'number one'. Before he has unlocked the one with the ' When summoning BOSS-level pets, it will definitely be much less difficult to deal with than in the future!"
Obviously, the middle-aged counselor's words had an effect on the hesitant Golden Warrior players.
"To be honest, I am a little interested in this fallen leaf of the wind. If we can collect such a talent in September, then he will definitely be an unparalleled warrior in ancient times."
When the middle-aged man heard the words, his eyes flashed, and he obviously made a decision between the words.
"It's just that this kind of person may not be willing to be inferior to others."
The middle-aged man next to him who looked like a counselor shook the feather fan in his hand and said.
"Yes, some people are like the real dragon above the nine heavens, unwilling to submit to anyone!"
The president of the September Guild, who was wearing golden armor, seemed to have some genuine emotions.
"Crack!"
At this time, there was a deafening thunder in the sky.
A huge spider-web-like lightning flashed across and lit up most of the night sky.
"Rumble..."
Then, heavier rain poured down on the ground, making the view outside blurry even under the light of the air raid shelter.
"Huh, a rainy night like this is a good time to march and fight!"
The middle-aged president of the September Guild, who was wearing a gold armor with dragon patterns, pointed at the sky with the broad golden alloy sword in his hand, with a rather heroic expression.