<h4>Chapter 388: Attached Skill: Ghost Power!</h4>
“Continue!” Although they got rid of the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group yer hiding in ambush, ck Rose did not show any delight on her face, as the team was retreating after suffering defeat.
As the Scout team captain of Veterans Tribe and, now, managing the intelligence department of the guild, ck Rose was quite capable.
However, she made a grave mistake this time.
The first instance was when the Biohazard crisis urred, she took overmand because the guild leader was not online. She decided to contact the other ally guilds to strike at the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group’s operation.
In her mind, even if Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group were the first ranked guild in Silvermoon City, and counting the branches and sub-branch guilds, their number did not exceed one-third of the yers in Silvermoon City, she thought that Veterans Tribe and their allies would have the advantage in numbers. (During the war storyline, the number of yers increased due to an inflow of yers from other ces). She also guessed that not everyone in Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group would join the rebel army camp, so she imagined they would have far fewer enemies.
Based on the number of online yers at that moment, it should have been two versus one.
They had an absolute advantage, and if they averaged it out, the equipment grade and levels were also simr. They would most certainly be at a great advantage during an in-game guild war.
Unexpectedly, Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group, or perhaps more urately Roaring Dragon Light Wind’s actions,pletely destroyed their advantage.
The city’s power andmunications to the outside were cut, internalmunications were disrupted, the guards and military outposts suffered attacks, and the spread of the biological virus weapon; Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group’s operations caught ck Rosepletely off guard.
It was especially true after themunications were cut. Command and cooperation with Veterans Tribe’s allies became incredibly difficult. One could even say that loss ofmunications was one of the three major factors that led to their defeat.
However, she could not do anything about it.
Large-scale battle urring in cities had never happened before in War, so no one had any experience in dealing with this.
Although Veterans Tribe had prepared more than one scenario for wars against Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group, Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group had been mired in internal power struggles for the past month. From the intelligence she received, though Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group had a financial advantage due to the support of themittee from arge investment firm, Roaring Dragon Invincible was not an easy opponent. The battle should havested for at least one or two more months.
As such, ck Rose’s caution against Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group dropped. Then, Roaring Dragon Light Wind suddenly made his move in the midst of everything, making incredibly shocking moves.
Biohazard Crisis! An Epic Level storyline mission that produced popup in every yer’s bulletin. The T-virus that transformed humans into monsters.
The moment the Biohazard Crisis storyline began, ck Rose’s focus was on the fact that the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group had decided to switch camps and help the rebel army attack Slivermoon City, instead of the storyline mission.
Due to this information, she believed that Roaring Dragon Light Wind had made the wrong decision in his rush to take power. There was no doubt that most Silvermoon City yers would not switch camps easily and give up all their hard-earned Merit Points.
By the time Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group switched sides, their enemies would not be limited to just a few guilds, it would be every yer inside Silvermoon City that belonged to the Federation camp. By then, the yer number ratio would no longer be two to one, but five to one, or ten to one.
If it were ten to one, how would Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group even win?
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However, the current situation was that Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group had won without suffering many losses. Almost 70% of yers belonging to the Federation camp inside Silvermoon City had died from or had turned into Elite Grade zombies or Foragers.
In four short hours, over 250,000 yers died and lost one levels’ worth of experience during this Epic Level storyline mission. Silvermoon City had almost 700,00 yers, but the online rate was only around half of that at night.
As for the remaining yers, there was no way they could withstand the assault of over 200,000 zombies and Foragers, especially when more than half of them were Elite Grade monsters.
Logically speaking, with yers not being afraid of dying and being granted the chance to exchange for the anti-virus serum, the situation should not have deteriorated to this state so quickly.
The fact of the matter was that the situation was indeed that bad, and there were three main factors why this happened.
Number one was Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group’s suicidal tactic to spreading the virus. It allowed the T-virus to spread on a veryrge scale since the beginning, creating many powerful monsters like the Tyrants.
One should know that the yers who were initially infected did not have enough points to exchange for the anti-virus serum. After these people died, they turned into Elite Grade infectious creatures with strong abilities.
Secondly, though there were many yers, not every yer had the strength to deal with Elite Grade infected monsters. Especially when almost half of the yers were life profession casual yers who had lowbat strength. Since it was harder to farm monsters andplete missions at night, the number of mainbat yers who were online was lower. Unfortunately for yers, when these weaker yers turned into monsters, they actually turned into Elite Grade monsters that were not weak at all.
Another important point was the mental pressure of the Biohazard Crisis storyline on the yers. Not every yer in the game could calmly face and attack the zombies charging at them. Not to mention the bloody and gory scene of zombies chewing and feeding on yers or NPCs.
At least two-thirds of female yers chose to log off forcibly within 30 minutes of the start of the storyline. Their bodies turned into Elite Grade infected monsters after they left from a forced log off.
If ck Rose didn’te from the Star Federation’s fifth army aviation toon and had faced many simr from her virtual military training, she might have also logged off after seeing those extreme scenes unfold before her eyes.
“Is everyone offline notified?” As she was reminded of those who had logged off, ck Rose asked an elite Sniper of the guild standing beside her.
“Yes, we’ve told them to stay offline and wait until after the morning before we see how we can counterattack!” The Sniper nodded before firing a shot from his sniper rifle, taking out a Level 35 Forager behind him.
“Big Sis, where should we turn at the junction ahead of us?” A Scout’s request for direction came from the party channel.
“Hmm? Hold on.” ck Rose picked up her expensive Level 50 Rare Grade recon meter, looked at it and frowned slightly.
“Odd. There isn’t any life signature of zombies or monstersing from therge swathe ofnd ahead?”
“Beep!”
An Expert Level Detection was cast. After that, the recon meter’s scouting range expanded significantly.
“Beep, beep, beep!” The recon meter began to sound rms.
More than 20 yellow dots appeared, including arge shing yellow dot on the virtual screen. There was also a shing white dot in the middle. Most of the time, a white dot represented an infected NPC or yer.
“Hmm? A Tyrant?”
ck Rose did not seem worried, as her squad was one of the best in Veterans Tribe in terms of firepower and gears. Even if two Tyrants were to appear at the same time, they wouldn’t be afraid.
It was odd that the white dot yer was still alive even after five seconds of being surrounded by one Tyrant and a horde of zombies.
“Coordinates 2030, 0104. Monkey, go and see what’s going on!” ck Rose shouted through the party channel.
The team had other Scouts apart from her. As the guild consisted of more than 35% of retired soldiers, Veterans Tribe had a lot more yers choosing the Gunner professionpared to other guilds.
The Scout on the channel had already climbed to the top of a building that could better observe the region shown on ck Rose’s recon meter.
“Okay!” The Scout replied, replying again after two seconds. “F*ck me! This can’t be real... My eyes are ying tricks on me. What the f*cking hell? I really think something’s wrong with my eyes! How is this even possible?”
“Monkey! Report!” ck Rose frowned and instructed him with an assertive tone.
The Scout called “Monkey” clearly knew ck Rose wasn’t someone who would look down on others after obtaining a high position.
“Big Sis, this... It’s better if youe and take a look for yourself. You might not believe me if I say it,” he said jokingly in the channel.
“What are you on about?” ck Rose charged and, with the help of her Rare Grade tactical gloves with the ck Eagle’s rare attribute, she reached the top of the building with a few leaps and jumps.
Using a simrly top-ss item, her rare tactical helmet’s attached night vision scouting function, she magnified her vision ten times.
A yer shrouded in a dark red mist wearing a gunner’sbat uniform was using arger than normal right hand to hold on to the ankle of a Tyrant whose giant ws had been severed could be seen. Then, the Tyrant was violently swung in the air.
“Boom!”
The Tyrant’s head smashed into seven or eight zombies, scattering the tiny yellow dots all around, before the Tyrant was mmed into the stand of a defense tform.
In the magnified night vision scout sses, the impact of the m was strong enough to distort the tform.
“I’m not hallucinating, right? This guy... is a yer. Moreover, he’s a Gunner? Even if a Heavy Armor Warrior who put all his stats on strength wouldn’t be able to hold a Tyrant with one hand, right?” Monkey thought aloud.
The Veterans Tribe had one-third of its members as Gunners and would never make a mistake in identifying a fellow Gunner, especially if the person was holding on to a peculiar looking military knife in his hands.
“How is this possible... This strength and damage.” ck Rose seemed just as surprised.
Her gears were several times better than Monkey’s, making it so she was able to see the number that appeared above the Tyrant’s head.
“-3011!”
The yer could spin the Commander Grade Tyrant in the air with his bare hands and inflict over 3,000 point damage.
No one would be able to have this strength and deal such damage, even the strongest strength-attack type warriors or the best superstar yers, let alone a Gunner.
“What’s that dark red thing around him? Is he a hidden profession? Rare skill?”
The number of Legendary Grade equipment was still quite low, and the Force being a requirement for attached skills was not well-known. However, ck Rose did not even think about that, as she was more interested in the yer’s identity.
“Who is this person? Did Silvermoon City have someone like that? Or is he an outsider?”
After that thought, she saw the person’s face clearly.
The Gunner shrouded in dark red mist with T-rex-like strength had just raised the Tyrant again and threw the it towards a hovercraft riddled with bullet holes in their direction.
His body turned around and an unconvincingly familiar face she had seen before appeared under the dark red mist.
“It’s actually him...” ck Rose looked utterly shocked.