"Hey, we are on a mission, can you please stop looking at these things? It's very noisy."
A caveman said to his companion next to him.
The people next to me were watching a program on a terminal, which included vigorous singing and dancing of swords and swords. It seemed to be a war dance show that was popular recently.
For this kind of thing, the speaker is scornful.
Can a couple of decent gestures reflect the essence of battle? This is all just a show, and you will probably faint when you see the blood.
But he also knows that these programs are necessary. All races in the universe are concentrated in the seven survivor fortresses, with a large population. Most of them are ordinary people with not very good talents. Maybe because they are in the universe, they can
With some energy to nourish the body, plus learning some tactics and techniques, it can be said that you can barely do it for a few moments.
But everyone knows very well that they are not soldiers.
A true warrior must at least reach the nine stars in the usual sense. At that time, strength will be measured by the Furela Index.
For example, he himself, with more than 4,000 yuan, is not tall, but fortunately he is not old and there is still room for development in the future.
"You don't understand, this is leisure. Are you like you, thinking about nothing but training all day long? What's the use? Look at this person, this person's annual income is much more than yours."
"You are more than that."
The speaker shot back, leaving his companion speechless.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
Suddenly the companion shook his arm and said in surprise: "The signal is interrupted? Isn't there some shady plot? This is too obvious! I can vote!"
His voice was a bit loud, and he attracted the captain who was in the same car and was responsible for the escort mission, and asked unhappily: "What are you making all the fuss about?"
"Oh, Captain, it's okay. I was watching a program that was suddenly interrupted. I suspect there is something shady."
The captain had already walked to his side, looked around, and said with some confusion on his face: "There is no signal. Is there something wrong with your terminal?"
"Really?" The man checked and found that there was indeed no signal.
"Ah? I don't have mine either?"
The companion who spoke at the beginning just subconsciously looked at his terminal and discovered the same problem.
The captain quickly looked at his own, and like the others, there was no signal.
"Where is this? Is there any special terrain or material that blocks the signal?"
Although the technology of all races in the universe is advanced, there are still some special places where the terminal cannot connect to the host, such as next to some mutant plants with special properties or certain radioactive substances.
"Yanghu Artificial Forest, it doesn't seem to be anything special."
One person looked outside and said doubtfully: "Did someone deliberately block the signal?"
Hearing these words in the captain's ears, his body trembled suddenly, and then he ran to the front with all his strength. There was a walkie-talkie there that could communicate between several vehicles. Fortunately, it was an old-fashioned mechanical vehicle and it was still preserved.
With this ancient thing.
He grabbed it, pressed the button and shouted: "All come closer to me! All come closer to me! Pay attention to the surrounding situation! There may be an enemy attack!"
At this time, I would rather believe that I have it. The mechanical car the captain is in is in the middle, and it is instinctive for everyone to move closer to him.
But as soon as he said these words, he saw the mechanical car in front of them shake suddenly, the body tilted to one side, and then fell to the ground with a crash, without any obstruction of vision, the captain saw that the front car also fell.
He went down and even fell into a deep pit.
Now he was very, very sure that they had been attacked.
"You, stay and contact the clan to ask for support, and the rest of you will get off with me!"
Before he finished speaking, the car shook violently and, like the car in front of it, began to fall to one side.
The soldiers in the entire car were all on their backs. Even though they were all masters, they were not much different from ordinary people in a closed space.
After all, they can't use their abilities, otherwise they will kill each other.
The captain can imagine that the mechanical vehicle behind is probably in the same situation.
The enemy must have used a very advanced trap!
"Break open the hatch and occupy favorable terrain for defense!"
The captain wiped the blood on his face. He didn't know whether it was his own or someone else's. He couldn't care about it now. After the car stopped rolling, he had to rush out as quickly as possible, otherwise it would be too dangerous if he was stuck inside.
Big.
Just now, the Xuehuo people themselves said that this old-fashioned mechanical car is very safe. The reason why it is safe is that its "skin" is thick, so the places where these soldiers choose to break through are windows and doors that are relatively weak or can be opened.
The place.
Everything happened too fast, and the team leader thought he had no problem with his command.
But when they rushed out, they were greeted by life-threatening spears.
They flew out of the darkness with huge force, making a sound as they moved the air. Many of the soldiers who had just rushed out were caught off guard and were directly penetrated through their bodies. Even if some people resisted for a while, but one after another long...
When the spear flew towards them, they either had no choice but to retreat or resist.
"Don't be afraid, rush out! If we can't rush out, we will be doomed!" The captain pushed out a soldier above his head who wanted to retract, and then jumped out. He relied on his own strength, holding a weapon in one hand and a weapon in the other.
His hand directly grabbed one of the flying spears, while the other one was knocked away by him with his weapon.
Feeling the huge power coming from the spear, the captain roared angrily, not only to cheer himself up, but also to tell his fellow tribesmen around him that he was still there and had already rushed out.
But his voice was too loud, and he immediately became a target. At least more than fifteen spears roared towards him from all angles. The captain dodged left and right, swinging his weapon continuously. After dodging fourteen spears, he failed to dodge the last one.
, was penetrated through the right shoulder, and the inertia carried him flying backwards far away. When he nailed the weapon to the ground and finally stopped his body, he felt a pain in his chest, and a sharp conical sword penetrated him.
His body, his heart was pierced.
The captain turned around with difficulty and saw a cold mask with a metallic luster, and cold, colorless eyes beneath the mask.
"Yes, it's star eyes... bronze..."
Unfortunately, the vitality drained away from his body so quickly that he was unable to speak a complete sentence.
At this moment, many figures rushed out from the dense forest next to the overturned mechanical vehicles and on both sides. They were silent, wearing masks and armors. They raised their hands and used various skills.
He flew out and rushed into the cavemen who had been hit one after another and were trying to escape.