Chapter 524: Form a group and travel across the country
A “batch” of time-travelers?
These days, not only can you form a group through time travel, but you can also form a group through reverse time travel?
"What's wrong?"
Shana asked curiously when she saw that I suddenly stopped mid-sentence.
"Another group of illegal immigrants has arrived - I didn't mention you. I'm going to check on the situation."
After saying these words, I hurriedly left the living room, leaving Shana and the others looking at each other in confusion, who had not quite figured out the situation.
"What's the situation? Are you traveling in a group?"
I hurried to the Shadow City and found the space commando who brought the traversers in the base, and asked strangely.
"Report to Your Majesty! A total of eight travelers were found! They were armed and showed slight resistance. They have been disarmed and we have not resorted to violence!"
"It's really the standard size of a tourist group," I slapped my forehead. There are so many people. It's not easy to arrange them in my own home. It seems that I can only let the travelers enter the Shadow City in advance. I hope it will be built.
The high efficiency of the travelers can solve the problem of housing difficulties for time travellers, "And there are weapons? This is really interesting... take me over and have a look."
In the small square in front of the combat arms assembly factory, a dozen heavily armed Xiling soldiers with sinister smells of nitroglycerine spraying from their nostrils formed a small firepower line. These two-meter-tall tall men wearing
Black alloy mechanical armor, a photon rifle that can be used as a tank's secondary gun when pulled out, was pointed at several "prisoners" in the encirclement. Although their main purpose was to intimidate, they were pointed at by those extra-large guns.
It was another strange military base in another world, and the eight temporarily controlled travelers still looked very nervous.
Seeing the arrival of the chief, the soldiers on guard immediately moved out of the way, and the eight time-travelers, who looked similar to ordinary middle school students in terms of clothing and appearance, immediately focused their attention on me, who looked like the leader.
They look like ordinary students, but they still carry guns to resist?
Standing at the front of these eight people is an ordinary boy about 1.7 meters tall, with short black hair and wearing black casual clothes. His appearance is quite handsome, but not to the point where I would angrily write him off.
On his left is a girl with long blond hair, wearing a sailor uniform and a green pleated skirt that are common in *** universities, with a wary face. It seems that the two are lovers, and to the boy's right,
Then stood a girl with long dark purple hair, a tall figure, and a dignified and beautiful appearance. The latter's clothes were similar to that of the blonde girl, but her temperament was more calm, and she had the style of a royal sister, and she ***
She was wearing a green pleated long skirt, and the presence of these two people directly classified the boy in charge of me as a ginseng prostitute.
Behind these three people, closely approaching and looking at the surrounding soldiers with suspicious eyes, were five people with less presence, a short, fat man with eyes, and a small, beautiful girl with pink twin tails.
, a little lolita with short burgundy-pink hair and a puppy in her arms, and a serious young man with messy black hair, wearing the same black *** high school uniform, with an inconspicuous scar on his face,
Finally, there was a beautiful woman with long blond hair, who looked more mature than the others, probably in her early twenties and wearing professional attire.
From a visual inspection, except for the little lolita and three males, the four female creatures in this group are all ***... Could it be that after such a long period of repression, a certain eyeball finally showed mercy and planned to give
Is it spring?
Then I will kill the ginseng prostitute from before without any courtesy... Ahem, I respect myself, I respect myself.
"First time we meet, I am the highest officer here, Chen Jun."
While looking at the small group of people in front of me, I did not forget to introduce myself. Somehow, I always felt that the group in front of me looked familiar.
Let me think about it, have I seen four big *** before... Ahem, have I seen a scene where these people appeared?
"First time, first time we meet," the ginseng prostitute standing at the front immediately stood up straight and replied nervously. He was surrounded by a circle of fierce and heavy-armed soldiers, and in addition, he might have been with Xi, who was out of specification.
Ling Dabing had a brief exchange of fire. It was normal for him to be so nervous. "My name is Komuro Takashi. We hope... we hope to be protected by the military!"
…
After three seconds of silence, I stretched out my finger and pointed at the people in front of me: "Miyamoto Rei, Busujima Saeko, Hirano Toda, Takagi Saya, Kiri Alice, Marikawa Shizuka, and one more."
You don’t know me, right?”
Okay, okay, I'm really guilty. I didn't recognize such an obvious combination at once. Aren't these people in front of me the famous Breast Shake Apocalypse... ahem, the immortal team from Academy Apocalypse?
The matter of time travel is really...forget it, compared to the Azeroth Shaman Brigade that swept across the Koprulu sector at my command, this time travel is nothing.
Thinking of this, I could only look up to the sky speechless.
"Do you know our names!?" Hearing me say the names of several of them in turn easily, the boy named Komuro Takashi immediately showed a surprised look. They suddenly came from a doomsday world where dead bodies were rampant to a prosperous world.
A normal big city was already at a loss. Before it could react, it was pulled into an alien space, and then was disarmed in a second by a group of fierce soldiers whose technology was absolutely beyond Earth's. Now what appeared in front of them was
The other party's leader-like figure seemed to know him very well, and a series of incredible things happened together. Not only him, but also several people around him had faces full of surprise and wariness.
A very high level of vigilance, obviously tempered in the crisis-ridden world of the last days.
But what was incompatible with them was that the serious man whose identity I could never remember had almost no change in his expression. He just carefully observed the surrounding environment, focusing his eyes on the weapons of the surrounding Xiling soldiers from time to time.
No panic.
"What, I still don't know your name?"
My voice interrupted this serious man’s observation. If the other person is a character from School Apocalypse, there’s no reason why I wouldn’t remember it... Well, even though I was impressed by the male character in that meat-selling cartoon.
It is indeed a little less, but the main reason is that the male characters in it are all covered up by ***, isn't it?
The serious man immediately showed a solemn look when facing me, who was suspected to be a senior military and political leader, and then saluted: "Noncommissioned officer Sosuke Sagara, although I am not a member of your side, we are encountering difficulties and hope to get help from the military."
Support! In addition, after the identity check, I hope to get my equipment back as soon as possible!"
I:"……"
Sosuke-san, are you sure you didn't go to the wrong set?
The look of surprise flashed across my face, but after two rounds of vaccinations from the mercury lamp and Shana, I was now able to face this level of intrusion calmly, and just looked at the other person curiously.
"Okay, okay, no matter how you got together with the Xiaoqiang group, Sousuke Sagara, I only want to tell you one thing. Have you seen the cruiser hanging in the sky over there? You kid must dare to lay mines in my base.
Just build the bunker and then work as a coolie to polish that thing!"
Xing Liang Sousuke immediately shrank his head: "Don't worry, in a sensitive place like a military base, I know the rules."
I was about to nod with satisfaction when I added: "But if possible, I hope you can at least allow me to carry my own firearms. They do not pose any threat to you, but they are very important things to me."
!”
A blue vein flashed across my forehead, and then I waved to Sergeant Xiling next to me: "Give him all the weapons. Anyway, this guy has a can of pesticides around him that can be used to subvert the U.S. regime. Why don't we let him be honest."
After dealing with Sosuke Sagara who went to the wrong set and asking him to go to the temporary barracks with a few soldiers, I focused my attention on the group of Bronze Seven in front of me.
"Do you know what you're getting into?"
"Is this another world?"
Just as I finished speaking, the petite bespectacled girl with pink twintails pushed up her eyes on the bridge of her nose and said in a questioning but extremely affirmative tone.
"As expected of a top student, your response is really quick," I nodded, "I know something about your situation for some reasons. There are no dead bodies or T-viruses in this world. You can live peacefully for the time being. Well, even though you are far away
Hometown, but at least it’s much better than your original world.”
"Of course, who wants to stay in that hellish world?" Miyamoto Rei grabbed Komuro Takashi's arm, her voice a little excited, "I didn't expect that I could come to such a peaceful place... even if I was imprisoned by humans.
, it’s better than getting along with those monsters day and night..."
"There's only one problem." When Miyamoto Rei lost control of her emotions, Busujima Saeko still remained calm. Although this girl is a high school girl, she is incredibly dignified and gentle, and she always uses questioning words.
Looking at us, "Why are we here? Is it because of you?"
"If possible, I also hope that all this is under our control," I shrugged helplessly, "The situation is very complicated. Now this world is about to become the hardest hit area by the time-travel phenomenon, and people from other worlds like you are not here.
A few, wait a minute, I will give you a training session or something when I have time... eh?"
Just like when I was talking to Shana, a sudden spiritual connection interrupted my speech. Under the puzzled gazes of Komuro Takashi and his party, I suddenly stopped speaking, and then waved to them, indicating that they should talk to the soldiers first.
leave.
"What's wrong, Qianqian?"
The cheerful voice of a girl who was offline came from the spiritual connection: "Ajun, Ajun! Here we go again! Another group of time travelers was discovered!"
"It's just a group," I said carelessly in the spirit of not being itchy after having too many lice, "I just dealt with seven Xiaoqiang and a guy who walked into the wrong set here!"
"This time is not ordinary," Qianqian still chirped heartlessly, "There are more than seventy Spartans in our backyard now~~~"
I:"……"
What kind of deceiving plot is this?
Sparta!!
Not long ago, I thought about what I would do if I actually wore Spartan iron pants from more than 300 brands. How come this happened?
I ordered Sivis to open a large enough temporary residence area in the Shadow City as soon as possible, and asked Lilina to be responsible for the "Fantasy Township construction" of the residence area. After completing these assignments, I returned outside in a hurry.
Seventy-three shirtless men, wearing blood-stained red cloaks and holding large bucklers and war guns, were thrown in the backyard. The smell of salty rust from their bodies went straight to their noses.
Whether it was the numerous scars on these people's shields or the dripping blood on their short battle skirts, they all pointed to the fact that these killing machines had just withdrawn from the battlefield. If Pandora hadn't turned on the camouflage force field in time, I'm afraid the cctv would have stopped at this time.
It's time to come over.
"This is a scam, this is definitely a scam!" Angrily walking back and forth in front of these stone-like Spartan warriors, I felt that my head had swelled a whole circle, "Spartan! Shallow
Qian, you said these seventy-three Spartans appeared directly running on the street?!"
"Ah," Qianqian didn't expect how troublesome this was. She just thought what was going on was very funny. "It's at the intersection not far from the door. Fortunately, someone discovered it in time and captured these things with a space-time stasis.
People, now they have been knocked unconscious by Sandora."
I have to say, Qianqian did a really good job this time. If she had reacted slower, there would have been a river of blood at our doorstep: more than seventy Spartans who had been killing red-eyed people on the battlefield were suddenly teleported randomly.
In a prosperous neighborhood with a harmonious society, this setting alone can make people smell the smell of ketchup!
"But what to do with the chaos they caused?" Qianqian can be careless, but my sister has many things to consider, "Although we successfully transferred these Spartans, the intersection to the north is still crowded!"
Pandora immediately squeezed over, holding a shoulder-mounted photon cannon that was half a head taller than herself. The little girl calmly said two words: "Quiet."
Silence your sister!
"Don't worry, Mu Mu," Lin Xue had been observing the unconscious Spartan warriors curiously, and even tried the sharpness of their spears out of curiosity. At this moment, he said without looking back, "I'll help you solve it.
The supernatural team has a lot of media power at its disposal. We can announce to the outside world that we are filming a commercial, and then let our professionals conduct several targeted attacks. It is not a big problem - the people who fight you are good at protecting you.
Social peace depends on me."
I thought I had to see the city management department.
"Help wake them up." I turned around and said to Sandora. After all, we can't let these 73 Spartans hang out shirtless until their deportation day.
Sandora didn't see any movement, she just blinked slightly, and immediately, the pile of muscular men in front of her began to tremble as if they were electrified.
This scene is just so gay.
The mental power of the Spartans was indeed strong. In just a blink of an eye, these shirtless killers came to life one by one after being powered on. Then, without any surprise, they saw the "man in strange clothes" looking down at them from a high position.
"Hello, fellow travellers!"
I raised my hand to say hello.
This action was regarded as a signal to attack. A dozen Spartan warriors jumped up from the ground in an instant, stabbing them with spears in their hands. These fierce warriors were really like wild beasts when attacking, with almost no
The so-called preparations were completely driven by instinct to launch a surprise attack. If they were facing ordinary warriors, no matter how brave and skillful they were, they might not be able to dodge such an unexpected attack.
"Hey ah!"
Accompanied by such a brazen roar, more than a dozen spears broke off the energy shield in front of me at the same time.
It's a pity that their combat effectiveness is much worse than that of the Roman Legion of Heroes.
These warriors were obviously teleported suddenly on the battlefield. They have not yet woken up from the instinctive action of killing. Now, any moving object in front of them will be regarded as an enemy. However, I have a way to make these ancients wake up.
.
Raising his arms slightly, he gathered the electric energy in the sky. A second later, a deafening thunderbolt suddenly sounded in the clear sky. Lightning as thick as his arm fell from the sky, blasting a huge cannon in the center of the battle formation of these Spartan warriors.
Tiankeng, although the intensity of the attack had been accurately grasped, more than a dozen people were still lifted into the air by the shock wave of the explosion, and then fell to the ground with a bang, seriously injured and unconscious.
"The gods are angry!!"
As expected, the Spartans from ancient times had an instinctive awe for natural forces like thunder. A lightning bolt falling from the sky was enough to make them put down their weapons - no matter how brave they were, it was useless.
I laughed, and then my sister stabbed *** in the waist from behind: "Ajun, this is our backyard..."
Me: "...Sister, I was wrong."
"Men of Sparta, all those who can still stand, please stand for me!" Momo shed a few tears for the sinkhole in his backyard. I waved my hand to let these Spartans who had been suppressed by the "wrath of the gods"
The Bada soldiers stood up. The thunder just now had obviously had a good effect. These stupid soldiers who had been poisoned by feudal superstition since childhood had no doubt that the man in front of them was at least a man who had passed the sixth level of magic stick. Therefore, their actions
There is no need to be sloppy. Of course, it is also possible that he is afraid of another lightning strike.
"First, I am the boss here, and you are right to think that God is a god. Second, let your commander speak out!"
The 72 Spartan warriors stood motionless. Only a 1.8-meter tall man with a beard took a step forward: "Centurion Beodoni, I only obey the orders of my superiors!"
The meaning is very clear, even if you are a god, you are not my commander!
The Spartan is a pain in the ass, the iron-brained soldier is a pain in the ass.
But it doesn't matter whether they are willing to obey my orders or not, as long as they don't let me perform "300" on the streets.
"I don't care whose orders you obey," I waved my hand in front of the big man who called himself Beodoni, "Do you want to go back?"
The Spartan brain is composed of two parts. The first part is for fighting, and the second part is for the next battle. The structure is simpler than Pandora. At a glance, these soldiers are "sucked" directly from the battlefield. They are full of
The hormones in the stomach are in urgent need of release now, and the place to release them is the unconquered battlefield of oneself.
"think!"
I suddenly remembered the scene when I was in the fifth grade of elementary school when my teacher and Qian Qian were left to make up homework. The old *** asked us if we wanted to go home. That's how I answered loudly at that time.
Qianqian's answer at that time was to throw a pencil box at him, which created the glorious experience of calling my parents for the first time.
"You want to go back and continue fighting, right?" I suddenly felt that I should continue to use my expertise in deception, "Very good, now I tell you, you have died! You have died on the battlefield! This is the entrance to the underworld - but I want to see
To see if death can defeat the Spartan warriors, I will give you a chance to resurrect and return to the battlefield, but the premise is: obey me!"