Global Games: AFK In Zombie Apocalypse Game

Logistics Group

Opening his eyes again, Fang Heng came to another station of the Dark Knight.

The resident in charge was an old man named En.

Gray hair.

"Katerina told me about you. The meeting point is north of the station. It's about a 30-minute walk away. I can lend you a bike."

"Thank you, I brought it myself."

Fang Heng said and opened the map.

This is a desert area.

The most valuable ingredient in the desert is oil.

Many oil mines can be found here.

In the later stages of the game, the player's shelter begins to be electrified, which consumes a lot of electricity.

Oil is one of the main sources.

Fang Heng rode a bicycle and walked through the desert.

It was at half-ten when Fang Heng arrived at the meeting point.

After explaining his goal, Fang Heng was taken to a temporary camp by two Dark Knight soldiers.

"Are you Fang Heng?"

Inside the tent, Colonel Buck stood up.

"I've heard your name, Fang Heng, you managed to obtain Erita's life sample from the Meteorite Company, so that we can get a lot of valuable information, just on behalf of the Dark Knight to thank you for your efforts. "

[Hint: Buck's fondness for you is slightly increased].

"I'm Colonel Buck, commander-in-chief in charge of this operation in Pinewood."

Fang Heng looked at Buck.

Turns out he's the operations commander!

Buck looks very rough, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, and a bald head.

But he's enthusiastic.

"Unfortunately, since my squad is full, I can't give you more positions."

"If you don't mind, you can follow a temporary logistics team. After arriving at Pinewood City, I will direct the operations of the logistics team."

And the logistics team?

Fang Heng muttered in his heart.

Is this an old black plan?

all come...

As long as he can enter Pinewood City, there is no problem even if you act alone.

Joining a logistics group is no problem.

Fang Heng nodded and said, "Okay, I'll follow your arrangements."

Buck stepped forward and patted Fang Heng on the shoulder.

"Come, I'll take you to the logistics team's gathering point."

Another camp meeting point.

Everyone turned their attention to Fang Henghe.

"Hello, I'm Fang Heng."

Fang Heng nodded towards these people, and at the same time did not forget to observe, trying to discern whether they were players or NPCs.

Then, at a glance, he saw tall blonde-haired girls among the crowd.

The trunk of his nose was tall and his figure was sturdy.

"Introduction, this is Lucia, the logistics team leader this time."

Buck turned his back, narrowed his eyes towards Fang Heng, and whispered, "She's beautiful, right?"

Lucia seemed to have heard it, and showed a displeased expression.

Fang Heng nodded awkwardly.

"The young man had a vision, but I advise you not to think about it. You are too weak to be defeated by him."

Fang Heng coughed lightly.

"Cough, I don't believe ..."

"Hahaha, well, kidding, the helicopter will take off in an hour and a half."

Buck's expression became solemn, and he pointed to the helicopter parked on one side and several large boxes on the other.

"Since this helicopter is used to load supplies, there are strict restrictions on crew weight."

"We need to streamline our personal backpacks, everyone can carry up to 100 KG of stuff, and you can keep things you don't need for a while there."

Only 100kg?

The problem.

Fang Heng showed a depressed expression.

Backpacks full.

The player's load is related to physical strength and character level.

In general, players can pack small and medium-sized props, items, materials, food, etc. into their backpacks.

However, for resource props, such as wooden planks, after loading more than 10 pieces into a backpack, it would require that more similar materials could not be loaded.

Its capacity far exceeds that of the average player.

Before coming here, for safety reasons, Fang Heng's backpack also packed a lot of equipment.

He walked into the box and struggled.

The zombie clones also carried quite a bit of weight and also inherited Fang Heng's super large backpack skills.

The problem was that after the zombie clone died and rose, all the items inside the backpack would be emptied except for the equipped weapons, equipment, and clothes.

Using zombie clones to deliver supplies remotely is unrealistic.

"It's a little troublesome ..."

Fang Heng muttered, took out a packet of biscuits and a bottle of coffee and milk, and ate and drank slowly.

First of all, sample collectors are a must!

Can't go through the two big nights that Qiu Yaokang went through.

There are also weapons and ammunition, small explosive packs, gasoline...

Plus a small supply of water and food to survive...

Important anti-infections, medical bandages, blood packs, healing sprays…

Back-up survival props, such as rope, flashlight, coffee...

"Okay, start cleaning."

Fang Heng sighed and continued to take things out of his backpack.

Ever since Fang Heng's arrival, within the team, Mo Jiawei's players had been observing Fang Heng.

He saw Fang Heng entangled in front of the box for a while, and realized that Fang Heng might be a player.

Fang Heng started throwing things into the box.

Gun, bullet box, bullet box, bullet box*21…

Torch, flashlight, high efficiency battery, rope, nylon rope, flower pot...

Lunch meat, cooking package, yogurt, canned food, coffee, strong nutrient solution, honey…

Fang Heng spent five minutes.

Not quit?

Is the backpack that big?

Mo Jiawei was stupid.

Initially it was food.

Biscuit, Honey, Meat…

After digging for two full minutes. Then there are various kinds of sundries.

What rope, firewood, matches, flashlight, crowbar...

It'll take three more minutes.

Then there were all kinds of high-level weapons and equipment and recovery props.

Focus on the flamethrower? !

Therapeutic sprays?

Dozens of bullet-box pistols?

The most important is food...

Take the BBQ with you?

What kind of trick is this?

Bicycles full? Is he really not afraid of being overweight?

fireplace? ?

Dude, why did he bring the furnace with him? !

Mo Jiawei saw many high-priced items being thrown into the box by Fang Heng.

without doubt!

This player must be a big man!

How could an average player have such a big backpack?

How could there be such a high value material.

Fang Heng finally emptied his backpack.

He turned around and happened to notice Mo Jiawei's expression.

The expression of the other NPCs was very calm, but he seemed to have never seen the world.

It seemed that there was only one player in this team, Mo Jiawei.

Fang Heng made a rough assessment.

After finishing the arrangements, Fang Heng walked into the team and stood at the end.

Mo Jiawei greeted Fang Heng in a low voice.

"Hey, my friend, are you a player? My name is Mo Jiawei, I live in a snowfield, where did you come from?"

"Su Cheng, Fang Heng."

"Luckily, thankfully, God will take me flying."

"No problem, let's work together when the time comes."