On the floating transport vehicle, Mu Shaoan held the siege crossbow in his arms, and did not observe the surroundings anymore, but was thinking about everything he had learned in the desert ranger camp before.

According to Chen Lan, his SS-level strength has not been weakened. The reason why he feels so weak now is simply because he is too weak.

In other words, everyone on this floating transport truck actually has the strength of SS.

At first glance, it feels like a nascent inflorescence is not as good as a dog when transforming into a god.

But in fact, there is a huge premise here, that is, the God of Destiny.

Everything here is a world created by the gods with memory, so in fact, it is not these ordinary people who are powerful, but shaping these people. The starting point of this world is too high.

So Mu Shaoan is not comparing these soldiers now, nor is he fighting against the soldiers of the demon clan coalition. What he is fighting against is an extremely powerful magic skill - fate!

Because he has the strength of the S-level peak, he is qualified to become a weak soldier after entering here.

But if the strength is only S level, or even below level A level, then the first second after entering this world, it will probably become dust.

"So, what I thought about before, earning more merit points can only be considered a bad strategy, because if you can't break free from the constraints of fate, even if you can get one thousand, two thousand, or even more merit points? In fact, you are still in the trap of fate and cannot struggle. But you cannot do it without following the rules of the game. After all, this is the magic skill - the home court of fate, which is equivalent to the will of the world."

"So what should I do now?"

Mu Shaoan thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally he looked at his attribute template again, including a line of data and a faint red light that was not hidden.

The latter is unimaginable for the time being, but the former-

Divine Power/Cosmic Law: 197.62 units.

This is most of the benefits he absorbed from the red sun when he activated Xing Tian’s bloodline and opened his divine body, including the family he accumulated, the laws of war, mechanical laws, immortal and magic laws, etc.

Very considerable.

But according to Chen Lan, if he did not collect enough 1,000 units of divine power or cosmic laws, then he would not want to use all his skills in front of this destiny god skill.

But what if I change my thinking?

He doesn't have to make up 1,000 units of divine power or cosmic laws.

For example, he noticed that when fighting against the demon clan coalition, the human race lacked powerful air-to-air weapons.

Well, heavy artillery is good, and the super tank cluster is also good, but it still cannot curb the Fire Eagle of the Demon Clan Alliance and the huge Bone Dragon Death Wings.

The main position of 701, twenty-eight kilometers away, will be broken in twenty-four hours, and then the human defense line can only shrink to the main base. I don’t know what the situation is behind, but Mu Shaoan knows one thing. After 18 hours, the reason why their 917 position and 918,916 position were completely broken through was that they did not even have a chance to compete because of the death-winged bone dragon.

It is precisely because these three small positions were lost that the demon clan coalition gave the opportunity to stab the main human coalition from the flank to a fatal knife.

"So it's actually meaningless to accumulate merit points now. No matter how many merit points I can't change my destiny, I have to find a way to defend these three positions. After the self-explosion fire eagle appears, they will be killed, and finally kill that skull. Tsk, this difficulty is a bit tricky."

Thinking of this, Mu Shaoan suddenly put a huge stinky fart on the hover car without warning, and then covered his stomach and howled, causing the soldiers around him to retreat.

“What’s the situation?”

The captain naturally roared on the floating transport vehicle.

"Report to the sir, I'm going to die."

"Hmph, what stupid trick? The medical soldier, treat him, and want to be a deserter, there is no door!"

The captain looked so fierce that a small medical boat was immediately launched on the hovering car. A large and thick nurse picked up Mu Shaoan with one hand and threw him onto the medical boat. Another petite nurse held a needle stick thicker than an arm and contained nutritional recovery fluid. She pressed it on Mu Shaoan's arm without hesitation.

Yes, it's that simple and crude, and it's very effective. On the battlefield, as long as you don't lose your head and your body is fragmented, you will be able to lively in a short while.

So what is diarrhea? It’s not difficult at all.

However, in such a short time, Mu Shaoan had quickly exchanged all the 197.62 units of divine power/universe laws in his hands into mechanical laws. According to the exchange of 1:10, he obtained the 1976.2 units of mechanical laws.

Finally, he injected all these mechanical laws into this medical boat.

Then almost when the nurse as strong as a flower was about to violently throw Mu Shaoan back into the floating transport vehicle, the entire medical boat was finally successfully controlled by Mu Shaoan.

It sounds incredible. To be honest, if it were elsewhere, so many mechanical laws could be used to control 10 space fortresses.

But there is no way. In the main battlefield of the God of Destiny, so many mechanical laws can only be used to control a most ordinary medical boat with no attack ability, and even an iron dog mecha cannot control it.

"call!"

The medical boat, which was flying in synchronization with the suspended transport vehicle, suddenly reversed rapidly, causing the strong nurse Ruhua to stagger and almost fell out.

Immediately afterwards, black smoke emerged from the main control room of the medical boat, and there was a clear malfunction.

But don't forget that the suspension transport vehicle was flying at a speed of 200 kilometers per hour, so in such a daze, Mu Shaoan could no longer throw away the patient.

"Report to the captain that the medical boat has malfunctioned and we are unable to keep up with the brigade for the time being."

Soon, the nurse Ruhua pressed a few buttons and started reporting without any reaction. No one thought it was Mu Shaoan who was messing around. In fact, this is the battlefield, and the failure rates of various machines have always existed.

"I received it, the damn logistics department, I don't know what to eat. I will apply for a new medical boat for you immediately, and you will wait in place."

The captain's voice rang out of the phone, but a few seconds later, his annoyed voice rang again, "Damn, there are no new medical boats, the bureaucrats in the logistics department, they will send a field armed repair vehicle over, you are waiting there, and come back to the team after the medical boat is repaired!"

"Yes, captain."

In this way, Mu Shaoan and the two nurses stayed in the wilderness. He didn't have to calculate everything, but it was no secret that the human race was very tight. Once the medical boat malfunctioned, it was impossible to replace it with a new one. Then the only way was to repair it.

And a battlefield repair car has all the tools Mu Shaoan needs. Yes, don’t forget that he has a profession that he has almost forgotten, Mecha Wanderer.

Although the mechas or cannons he assembled on this battlefield will not be recognized by the God of Destiny and their power will be greatly reduced, if all the mechanical laws on the medical boat are piled up, it is still OK to knock down a skull dragon.

Even if his efforts in the end still cannot change the fall of the main position of 701, even if the fall time can be delayed for a few hours, reinforcements may arrive.

About half an hour later, Mu Shaoan was waiting for a anxious moment when a broken battlefield repair vehicle drove from the direction of the main position of 701, which was amazing.

Of course, this battlefield repair car was not actually broken, but was attacked by the demon clan coalition forces, which shows how fierce the battle on the main battlefield is.

This battlefield repair vehicle is very large and is as large as a semi-trailer on the earth, because it is also loaded with various parts, and sometimes it even serves as an ammunition supply vehicle.

The reason why this battlefield repair car was able to retreat was because it was almost eliminated.

There were 18 large mountain tires in 36 large mountain tires, and there was also a problem with the load-bearing balance system.

Moreover, the model of this repair car is too old-fashioned. I didn’t see any other personnel carriers being able to levitate, but it still has to run on wheels.

But it is precisely because of this that this battlefield repair vehicle can be transferred here to repair the faulty medical boat.

"Hey, the two beauties have been waiting for a long time. Please rest assured that they will be repaired soon."

This old battlefield repair vehicle is not equipped with an autonomous driving system. There are only two mechanics on the car, and they are all crooked. One of them is an old man in his seventies or eighties. His eyes are dizzy, while the other is young but smooth. His eyes shine when he sees the flowers at first sight. Of course, he almost gets bleeding when he sees another petite nurse.

This is all caused by loneliness.

Therefore, Mu Shaoan, a low-class crossbowman who was inappropriate, was basically ignored.

But he was not interested, and he had no time to procrastinate. He suddenly took a step forward, punched one by one, knocking the two nurses out first, and then kicked the young man who was fading with a look of beauty.

"Uncle, please help me cooperate. I'm carrying out a secret mission. Don't worry, I'm not a bad person." Mu Shaoan pulled the old man in a daze again. Well, this old man still doesn't understand what's going on.

But Mu Shaoan didn't care about anything else. He first immediately destroyed all the communications machines, then threw three unlucky unlucky guys into the repair car, and then took the old man to start his assembly.

Fortunately, or it is natural, although there are not many new parts on this repair car, all kinds of damaged Iron Dog Mechas and destroyed turret parts are full of them.

Others may have been helpless when they met this pile of rags, but Mu Shaoan was ecstatic. Then, without saying a word, he buried his head in it, and in a moment, he disassembled a large number of available parts.

Then he began to think about what he could assemble. He could even assemble planetary heavy artillery, including fighter jets, etc., but this time it was really hard to cook without rice, because the assembled things were too advanced. For example, if you make a star destroyer, you will be crushed into powder by the will of the world, that is, the giant ship of destiny.

He must produce a weapon that meets the current human technology level and just can control the demon clan's air units.

"Well, give priority to the suicide fire eagle, then you must have the standard of rapid-fire near-defense guns, but the power must be large enough and the firing speed is fast enough. However, according to the human race's technological reserves, there must be two options: energy shells or physical shells? In addition, this giant cannon that can dominate the sky must have extremely high maneuverability, otherwise I can't transport it to the battlefield alone."

"Yes, I can consider referring to the Giant God Cannon, and the base can refer to the Judgment Tank. Judgment Giant God. The name is very good. In this case, you must use physical shells, but considering the fire rate and recoil of the shells, and there is no system for automatically locking the target. Alas, let me find it again."

Mu Shaoan was muttering, looking for piles of parts like crazy, and he couldn't tell the turbid look next to him, as if the old man in Parkinson's late stage showed a thoughtful look.

"Oh no, there are still two most important links missing, but I don't have the time and the opportunity to do it."

After a long time, Mu Shaoan sat down and was very depressed.

"So, do you need my help?"
Chapter completed!