Chapter 114 Experiment Note
Alan's heart raced with anticipation as he carefully opened and read the contents of the experiment note. Simultaneously, another stream of information flowed into his Gamelink.
[The Nazis have been obsessed with finding the supreme gene to advance their race into total supremacy. After 50 years of experiments, they finally achieved the creation of the Serum that they named the Super Soldier Serum. With the world invasion near, this serum was then used upon the selected SS soldiers.]
The significance of this revelation hung heavy in the air. Alan had just uncovered the first experiment note, marked as "Experiment Note #1." Furthermore, a hidden mission was activated.
[Hidden mission activated]
[Find the Experiment Note #2]
This was the mission that had captured the imaginations of players in his previous game, a challenge that required a deadly combination of skill, cunning, and sheer luck. To succeed, one needed not only to eliminate SS Elite soldiers but also to uncover all three hidden notes before the round's conclusion.
Rumors had circulated about a Chinese military unit that had managed to secure all three notes, but the ultimate outcome of their quest remained a mystery. Alan, armed with a second opportunity, was determined to seize this chance and see the mission through to its end.
With the weight of the mission now on his shoulders, Alan continued his hunt for Elite SS soldiers, driven by the knowledge that each encounter could bring him one step closer to completing the quest. However, as the night gave way to dawn on Day 10, he had managed to eliminate four more Elite SS soldiers but had yet to obtain any additional experiment notes.
Nevertheless, his efforts had not been in vain. Along the way, he had acquired two uncommon items.
[Name: Wusthof Knife]
[Type: Dagger Weapon]
[Rarity: Uncommon]
[Attributes: Damage 22-28]
[Effects: Cooking +1]
[Equipment Rating: 19]
[Able to Bring Outside the Game: No]
[Remarks: Best Kitchen Knife]
Alan's heart swelled with a mixture of relief and gratitude as he uncovered a valuable item amidst the spoils of his nocturnal endeavors. It was a good knife, finely crafted, and undoubtedly a useful tool. However, as he examined the knife's statistics, a hint of disappointment flickered in his eyes. The stats clearly indicated that it wasn't the right fit for him. Nevertheless, he realized that this discovery would make an excellent gift for the hard-working Mexican, a gesture of appreciation for their shared efforts in the game.
The other item Alan had obtained might not bolster his combat abilities, but its significance couldn't be overstated, especially for the current round's challenges.
[Name: Gas Mask]
[Type: Accessories]
[Rarity: Uncommon]
[Attributes: Defense +2]
[Effects: Poison resistance 60%, Radiation resistance 40%]
[Equipment Rating: 20]
[Able to Bring Outside the Game: No]
[Remarks: Hard to breathe, but keep you stay breathing]
Upon his return, he intended to take a well-deserved rest, his body showing signs of fatigue from the night's exploits. However, his slumber was abruptly interrupted by the energetic voice of Daniel, who was brimming with urgency.
"Mr. D, Mr. D!! Are you still asleep?"
Alan blinked away the remnants of sleep, realizing that he only needed another hour to shake off the [Sleep Deprivation] penalty. But the news Daniel delivered jolted him awake, setting his adrenaline pumping.
Merle the Crimson Gunner's discovery of a nearby Nazi patrol set off a chain of swift and coordinated actions. Alan wasted no time as he stepped outside, immediately spotting Vicky and her group, ready and eager to deploy. However, Alan knew better than to rush into action blindly. He instructed Bill and Luiss to halt all activities, ensuring that everyone on the farm remained on high alert, prepared for any potential threat should the patrol veer their way.
With the farm secured and his group primed for action, Alan turned his attention back to Vicky and her team. A sense of determination coursed through him as he issued a concise command, "Alright, let's go!"
The group set out, following the trail left behind by Merle, a path that stretched a mile away from the farm. After a brisk ten-minute march at double speed, they finally caught up with Merle and his team. Merle, his adrenaline clearly pumping, shared his impatience. "A minute longer, and I would have charged in," he remarked.
Their target was a Nazi patrol comprising 80 soldiers, with one officer and two formidable SS Elites among them. Merle had meticulously selected the ambush location, ensuring it provided the perfect vantage point. All that remained was to execute their simple yet effective battle plan: to hide in the dense underbrush and strike as one.
With practiced precision, the two groups settled into their concealed positions, nerves taut and hearts racing. They exchanged meaningful glances, communicating silently with one another. Then, as the agreed-upon signals were relayed, they unleashed a torrent of gunfire from their concealed positions, catching the unsuspecting patrol off guard.
TRATATATATTA!
Bullets whizzed through the air, punctuating the night with a deadly rhythm as the joint assault sent a barrage of fire raining down upon the unprepared Nazi patrol.
The primary purpose of an ambush had been flawlessly executed: an assault upon unprepared adversaries. As a relentless storm of bullets erupted from the firearms of all 40 individuals, it achieved its intended effect. One-third of the enemy patrol was swiftly mowed down, while the remaining half suffered grievous wounds.
With unrivaled decisiveness, Alan and the group surged forward, firearms blazing and melee weapons swinging. This marked the second crucial function of the ambush: closing the distance between them and the enemy. Most of the Nazi soldiers heavily relied on their firearms, and as soon as the players engaged in close combat, they inflicted rapid and devastating harm upon their opponents.
Alan and Merle spearheaded the charge, confronting the two SS Elite soldiers and keeping them fully occupied. In less than five minutes, the once-fierce battle had concluded, leaving the Nazi patrol vanquished.
The officer was the last one standing, his high HP giving him a fleeting advantage. However, his attempt to flee was short-lived, as he fell victim to a critical headshot from Rose's sniper rifle.
Their inaugural skirmish had culminated in an overwhelming victory, yielding not only valuable XP and survival points but also a stockpile of weapons and ammunition. Additionally, Alan's Elite SS target had bestowed upon him a fortuitous item:
[Experiment Note #2: The Professor]
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