My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2897 -966: The Lighthearted and Pleasant Black Disaster Epilogue Is About to Begin

“Get up here, hurry up! This thing is fucking awesome, when we’re rich we’re definitely buying one of these as the guild shuttle!”

God Slayer veteran shield-T Three Five Battles stood on the rear deck of the Armed Airship Ironheart Annihilator, yelling down at the brothers still standing at the “boarding gate” taking pictures.

He was as excited as a kid on his first plane ride. Around him a bunch of players were wandering all over the place poking at everything, and plenty of them were also holding up their Adventure Assistant to take souvenir photos of themselves.

But them clustering on the deck like that was seriously blocking later members from getting in, especially those People’s Army Vampire Warriors waiting in line to board.

That made the airship’s Commander “Soy Milk with White” very unhappy. He wanted to go up and maintain order a bit, show off a little of his authority as captain, but his adjutant and good buddy “Ice Pick War God” held him back hard.

“Don’t go. They’ve got numbers, their levels are high, and they can fight. Your captain status lets you show off in front of NPCs, but players won’t buy that. If you really piss them off, someone’s gonna challenge you to a flag duel.”

Ice Pick War God said helplessly:

“Half the cabins on this ship are reserved for God Slayer. Those guys even dare to go after a Divine Spirit, and more importantly they actually succeeded. We rookies should just stay out of their way.”

“Still no good! Lord Qin already gave us a timetable. If we let them screw around here and miss the departure time, we’re all getting written up.”

Soy Milk with White said, very disgruntled:

“I’m the captain, this airship is my turf. Anyone who doesn’t listen, I’ll toss him off from high altitude.”

“But your rank is only Captain.”

Ice Pick War God was even more helpless. He pointed at the Big Bird Team members swaggering arrogantly around the deck and whispered:

“The lowest rank among them is Senior Captain, you can’t order them around…”

“Fuck! That’s brutally realistic.”

Soy Milk with White slapped his own face hard with his white-gloved hand. He was just about to swallow this humiliation when he saw Old Qin, wearing powered exoskeleton, carrying a Chainsaw Sword on his back and draped in a red cape, stride up onto the deck and bellow like a thunderclap:

“What the fuck are you all standing around here for? Can’t see all those Soldiers in the back waiting to get on board? This is a military mission! Bastards, one of these days I’ll drag all of you into a military court and hang you one by one.”

“Aw, Lord Qin, don’t be mad.”

Meow shrank instantly. He hurried over, fawning:

“We’re leaving right now, it’s just everyone’s first time seeing such a high-end vehicle, a little curious, you know how it is… Yo, Lord Qin, you got promoted to Senior Colonel? Two ranks in one go! Awesome, awesome. When’s the next big fight, so we players can finally have our own General.”

“Shoo shoo shoo, you’re a Lieutenant Colonel yourself, aren’t you?”

Old Qin was indeed a bit pleased; Meow’s flattery scratched right where it itched. But the old soldier still waved his hand modestly and said:

“Military ranks in this game are just for show. NPCs aren’t actually going to give me a full army to command. Fight a few more battles and field-grade officers among players will be everywhere. Senior Colonel’s nothing special.”

“For most people sure, it’s just for the title. At the end of the day they still have to go the Elite Sergeant Major route. But you’re different.”

Meow and his own brothers clustered around Lord Qin and walked into the cabin, saying:

“You’re someone who can really lead troops. Right now they’re not giving you a full-strength army just because there aren’t enough NPCs yet. Once there are more Transia People later, they’ve gotta toss you ten thousand men to garrison a city for fun at least. But you gotta leak us some inside info here—what’s the actual situation with this support mission to Charldo Harbor?”

“They’re under siege over there.”

Old Qin didn’t hide anything.

While checking Ironheart Annihilator’s departure readiness, he said to the few player leaders crowding up beside him:

“Military intel from the day before yesterday says the Wolf People have already broken through the defenses of the three satellite towns around Charldo Harbor, even the outer walls guarded by the Wolfsbane Clan have been smashed by them. Right now the entire Half-body Man capital is in siege mode.

That’s a racial capital; the significance is huge.

Little Ruyi and that group of Half-body Man players all triggered their racial main quest. They have to make sure Charldo Harbor survives the Wolf People’s offensive, otherwise some pretty terrible things are going to happen.

And the Half-body Man didn’t just ask us for help. Other powers on the Continent all received the Steam Lord’s calls for aid. Those guys really bled for the sake of saving the city. I’ll give you a bit of insider info: this is what they’re offering!”

Lord Qin spread his five fingers and waved them in front of the players, saying:

“While the city is under siege, for every Soldier you send, they’ll pay 50 Gold Coin! No upper limit. If we can repel the Wolf People and keep the city, there’s a huge bonus, and they’ll provide all weapons, armor, and supplies.”

“Holy shit!”

Chen Long got excited on the spot. He said:

“So if I take 500 brothers over, I get twenty-five thousand just in marching money?”

“Yep! Newbies can also use this chance to farm a full set of Half-body-Man-style armor and weapons. General Maxim made it very clear at the mobilization meeting yesterday: the loot distribution for this operation is free-for-all, whoever picks it up owns it.

If captured supplies and armaments are to be converted into Gold Coin, Transylvania’s official side takes a 5% conversion tax.”

Lord Qin snorted and said:

“Anyway, I’m sure this is some kind of ‘catch-up mechanism’ at the end of the expansion. Newbies can go from fresh account to finishing the Black Iron Trial in at most a week now. If this batch doesn’t make it, the next batch will. This war definitely isn’t ending anytime soon.”