The secret weapons of the New Eden soon spread on the Internet and forums, able to ignore the ignorance and crossbows. The latter's attack had no effect except scratching the paint on the body, while the former made at least one of the cannon cars break down.

Although I don’t know how the fire explosion storm failed to move forward, considering that the fire explosion storm would burn off the nearby air, players in the East Continent quickly confirmed that either the vehicle’s engine lost oxygen and stopped working, or overheating caused the engine to stop working. Considering that the four vehicles had begun to move again in the subsequent high-altitude reconnaissance, the fire explosion storm did not have a good effect on the stopping of the vehicle, and it could only temporarily paralyze the vehicle, but this is also a good choice. If the running chariot is a very terrible war machine, then the iron lump that cannot move is just a target of air force.

"This is really a trouble. We only have one chariot..." Panny frowned, and the resurrected Youzaki shook his hands indifferently: "I heard that they just used pure gold on the transmission mechanism, and the caliber of the cannon was only 75mm short-body barrel gun, unlike the one we used 88mm long-body barrel gun."

"Where did this information come from?" Panni was stunned, and then asked very curiously.

"It's the information provided by your MI7. I remember Yang had sent the information through the game email." Youjiu said while turning his head and smiling at Yang.

Yang, who was sitting on the box, smiled and nodded: "Penni, look at the email address."

"Oh my god, really, sorry, my sister." Panny stuck out his tongue: "It seems that MI7's work efficiency is pretty good."

"So I think we have a big chance of winning." After Yujiu said that, he patted the chariot in front of them. This was the chariot belonging to Panni and Haojiu. Panni looked at Jiuye who poked his head out of the cockpit of the car: "How is it, are you confident, my dear sister."

"Of course there is no problem. This thing is like a tractor I drove on the Su Grandpa's farm. I'll get familiar with it after I got off the floor." Jiuye spoke and came out of the cockpit: "It seems that the space inside is quite large, and I think I can also put a pot of black tea."

"If enough, it would be nice to have some more snacks." Youjiu added with a smile: "By the way, let's confirm again now. I'm the captain." Youjiu pointed at herself and looked at Annie: "Annie, you are the loader."

"Leave the strength to me." Annie nodded, and the girl with an ammunition box in one hand danced with a box weighing 40kg.

"Penni, you are the gunner. Remember to blow up the dog head of New Eden." Youjiu looked at Panni beside you.

"No problem." Panny reached out and slid his ears: "I'll blow those guys' heads out of my head."

"Yang, you're responsible for the Arcane Radio." Youjiu looked at Yang who was sitting on the box beside him.

"Okay." Yang's answer was simple: "I will keep in touch with the infantry and tell them not to run on our route, and know that the tracks do not recognize people."

"Where is me?" Gaga asked with a pouting of his mouth as he watched his sisters complete the assignment.

"You, me, and Boone, follow Marceau." Babalim reached out and patted Gaga's little head.

Hearing that he wanted to act with Marceau, Gaga immediately became happy, and Bounettani glanced at the cat girl: "Where are they."

"Han and Apricot are responsible for leading the combat mages, Asami will lead several teams of sharpshooters as reconnaissance and support shooters, and Sayaka and Yuan are responsible for leading the Kitten troops to follow Mr. Marceau and us to fight on the front line." Babalim explained: "Boney, why do you seem a little restless?"

"Nothing." Bounettani pursed his mouth, shook his head, and then sat on the chair beside him.

Babalim glanced at her sisters, but found that they were smiling, and seemed to notice the concern in her eyes. He walked over and patted her on the shoulder.

Nothing said or said anything, but for some reason, Babalim always felt that her sisters seemed to know everything. Since that is the case, the rabbit girl was no longer worried.

The so-called silence is better than sound at this time, and it seems that this is the truth.

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The cat was furious, furious, and hemorrhaged his eyes and his fur all over his body exploded.

The guys in the forum actually gave me a title... Actually, this is nothing, just like the previous one, Hope Qing, it's still good, right?

But the guys on the forum gave Marceau the title... The future national father-in-law also analyzed one by one what kind of girl Marceau and the girls would have, which one would be suitable for their own kids' pursuit. Some guys also thought about old cows eating young grass.

It was the first new Eden who was attacking Roland Wadder to shout this title. Even if they shouted, there were even players from the East Continent who were ignorant of life and death, fearing that the world would not be in chaos. They really had their mouths on everyone's faces, not for the sake of eating, but for the sake of losing their lives.

Really, don’t you all know that I bought a watch last year! It’s super wear-resistant!

My daughter should have lived a happy life and grew up with the care of her mothers and fathers...

Bond the sage book full of spells to yourself, and the pages are automatically in the windlessness.

And you! You actually treat my cute daughters who have not yet been born as commodities, which is really unforgivable!!

Put the armed forces on and stuff them with bullets and then buckle them to your waist.

My daughter is not worthy of you scumbag children. Do you want to protect my daughter with your hands?

The two revolver muskets were loaded with bullets, and they were hung on the waist bag one left and one right, and several rounds were inserted into the crimson cowhide gun bag before loading.

You are weak! You are slow to react! You are all wrong in the posture! You are terrible! No one of the moves is decent! Just those little boys you gave birth to want to marry my daughter?! You have your dreams!

Sheathed the dagger to the inside of the leather boots, and the girls covered their fingers with their rings, clamped them tightly, and listened to the roars from their joints.

I want to kill you bastards! Kick your heads as balls! Hang you on the street lights! Blow your heads into flowers!

Put the arm guards on their arms, their owners' red pupils radiate the gloss of death, and the vertical pupils of predators glanced at the pocket watch in their hands.
Chapter completed!