Just as the Heart of Steel vented its fury on the deserted city, the official forum in another world was bustling with activity.
Almost as soon as they logged off, the players from the Death Corps who had taken part in the raid eagerly brought the firsthand battle reports from the front to the official website.
Besides reporting their results, these lucky little players who had been the first to taste the crab also shared their hands-on experiences and test impressions of the "wolf cavalry" tactic.
Rainy Night Thirteenth: "Damn, that felt amazing!"
Umbrella at Midnight, No Knife: "666!"
Sheep Again Wrapped: "Garbage Lord is awesome! (voice crack)"
Laplace: "No exaggeration, no bias—aside from not being very bright, our Garbage Lord practically has no flaws!"
Madam, You Wouldn't Want This: "Couldn't agree more! There's no mount more perfect than Garbage Lord!"
Junk Collector Level 99: "???"
Edge Slacking: "Ahem, it's fine if you call him that in private, but show a little restraint in front of Garbage Lord."
Wei Ba: "Damn it, Wei Ba wants to raise one too! QAQ"
Si Si: "Isn't A Wei riding Rou Rou anymore?"
Wei Ba: "Only kids make choices. Of course A Wei wants them all! ψ(｀)ψ"
At present, Vault 79 had seventeen Deathclaws fitted with psychic interference devices, and almost all of them had been assigned to the Death Corps.
In last night's ambush, all seventeen wolf cavalry riders had been deployed, and their results had been quite impressive. They had not let the Administrator down.
Twenty cavalrymen against a hundred-man unit and ten Legion elites.
Less than three minutes passed from the first exchange of fire to the end. The enemy barely managed any effective resistance before the wolf cavalry's charge shattered them completely.
Practice had proven that this outdated cavalry tactic,