I’m Making Equipment In Wasteland

Cortis is located on the permafrost, which was called Siberia in the old age. Cortiz also had another name in the Old Age, Sheremuza District.

The old and the new epochs alternate, the world has changed dramatically. The once land is covered with snow and ice all year round, and the snow is cold, but there is a fatal danger hidden in it.

The Cortiz area has a two-meter-thick snow all year round. If it is not cleared in time, once it gets caught in it, it will sleep forever.

In the distance, the appearance of several mechas completely broke the cleanliness here.

Relying on the Yuanli engine, the six mechas were suspended above the thick snow layer, leaving no traces along the way.

"If you can't support it anymore, take Yuanli Supplemental Reagent immediately, and don't fall into the snow layer." Wang Tianjiao said in a deep voice.

Jiang Liu held a Yuanli supplementary reagent in his mouth and said: "I know why the Red Scythe has always wanted to invade the federal border. This place is really not for people."

With this outdoor temperature and this environment, you have to worry about whether you will wake up the next morning and be buried in the snow when you sleep at night.

You have to bring a stick to go to the toilet, which is terrible.

"Team Wang, detected a patrol two kilometers ahead, we should have reached the target point. Over." Angeli's voice was cold.

"Received, everyone pays attention to the disguise, Jiang Liu, it is all right for you to conduct the survey, right? Over." The Wang team said quickly.

"No problem, over."

The engine sprayed behind the Wings of Fallen, the original black and purple mecha had been in a snowy environment for a long time, and now its surface was covered with frost.

However, this actually provides a layer of natural protection for Fallen Wings.

Jiang Liu silently turned on the built-in signal shielding device, and then Wings of Depravity quickly approached the opponent like a swift cheetah.

The huge fallen wings approached so quietly, but they were not noticed.

Jiang Liu controlled the wings of the Fallen to fall silently, relying on the wind and snow in the sky and easily approached the people mentioned by Angeli.

Through the wind and snow, Jiang Liu could clearly see that there was a lone outpost less than 100 meters away from Jiang Liu, and the thick snow around it was cleared out of a passage for people to pass. This channel connects the distance.

Jiang Liu directly used the over-the-horizon observations equipped with the mecha itself, borrowing the observations, Jiang Liu could barely see them clearly.

One kilometer away from this outpost is a camp with a very wide area.

Vaguely, countless huge artillery is slowly moving.

Jiang Liu was overjoyed in his heart, and he really let himself guess right, and the other party was really shifting, but the people with the red sickle should not have expected that they were so fast.

After determining the target, Jiang Liu turned around and turned on the communication channel at the same time.

"Team Wang, the mission goal has been determined, and the other party is proceeding thoroughly. Over." Jiang Liu said quickly.

"Received, Martin and Baige, you two quickly approached the outpost in the mecha to clear the guard members in the outpost, and the others are responsible for guarding. That's it." The king team began to arrange tactics,

"Received."*2

Although the current nightingale team has fewer people, its combat effectiveness is no less than before, and the full mecha-armorization of the team has improved the team's strength by more than a little bit.

At the same time, the responsibilities of all members of the squad are also quite clear. For example, Martin, his position in the squad is the deputy T+ melee output in game terms, while the white dove is the melee output and assassination.

The pairing of the two is quite complementary.

Bai Ge and Martin quickly started to move. Jiang Liu looked up at the sky. The gray sky was extremely depressing. The sun was faintly visible, but more like an old dying old man who was already old.

Inside the post, four men in heavy clothing were sitting around the fire.

The orange-red stove exuding heat made everyone feel the long-lost warmth.

"Agolev, hurry out and patrol." One of them raised his head and looked at the time.

The man called Agolev is as strong as a bear. The perennial wind and frost has cracked his face and the beard on his chin is even more messy.

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed through his muddy eyes, and he drank a bottle of vodka by the stove amidst the shouts of the crowd.

The almost transparent volt is added to the mouth and spicy, and its degree has reached an astonishing 80 degrees, which can already be used as medical alcohol.

But for those professionals who live in the ice and snow, only this kind of wine can make them feel.

The spicy wine was like a line of fire after the entrance, and there seemed to be a flame of flame burning in his chest.

Agolev squinted comfortably, and only when he was drinking could he feel the long-lost warmth.

This **** blizzard, if only you could go to the Federation, I heard that some places there could even reach zero, and you don't even need to wear a cotton jacket.

Agolev walked out with a certain sigh, and tightened his cotton jacket by the way.

The blizzard outside is not a joke, even their group of professionals have to wear special cotton clothes, otherwise they will soon freeze into ice sculptures.

Agolev first opened the inner door of the post, and came over coldly, accompanied by other people's curses.

Agolev entered the outer room with a mocking look and closed the inner door by the way.

The structure of their outpost is complex. There are actually two houses as a whole. The innermost room is where they live, while the outer room is the buffer zone.

After closing the inner door, Agolev opened the outer door, and the wind and snow in his impression hit his face like a knife, and Agolev closed his eyes subconsciously.

But the stinging pain in his throat shocked Agoliev's heart. He slowly opened his eyes, only to realize that his throat had been torn at some point.

"Grumbling."

The scarlet and hot blood froze into ice as soon as it dripped. The crystal clear blood drops fell on the ground and then was shattered. Before his death, he saw two mechas covered by wind and snow.

"Martin, you are waiting for me outside, I'll go in. It's over." Bai Ge said quickly.

"Received, over." Martin replied quickly.

The Dove and Martin did not choose to bomb the outpost directly and violently.

Therefore, the white pigeon intends to leave the mecha and personally assassinate the enemy.

The back door of the mecha, which the white dove called the "white bird", slowly opened, and a biting chill came on the face, which made the white dove subconsciously fight a cold war.

She went into the outpost like a ghost.

In the inner room of the post, the three people who were still nesting together suddenly felt cold, and the man who was closest to the door scolded and stood up.

"What the hell, go out without closing the door..."