I’m Making Equipment In Wasteland

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"Why did you come here!"

A man in tattered clothes stood in front of Jiang Liu with a face full of anger. His original snow-white combat uniform was covered with stains. The scarlet blood and the dark soil were intertwined and intertwined, forming a post-modern abstract oil painting.

The man waved his wounded left hand, glaring openly: "Because there is no ammunition, my entire company is almost dead!"

Speaking of excitement, the man stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Liu by the collar.

When Martin saw this, he wanted to step forward and tear the man apart, but Jiang Liu stopped him.

"Thirty minutes ago, my team and I were attacked by the Red Scythe, and we were assassinated again. I am sorry that we were late, but we have rushed over as soon as possible." Jiang Liu calmly said.

Perhaps it was Jiang Liu's calm that infected the other party. The man panted heavily, and finally put down the hand that grabbed Jiang Liu's neck.

"Get out of here, the gang of red sickle will come up again soon, and it will be too late if you don't leave," the man muttered.

Jiang Liu looked around, and the area in front of him was supposed to be a hillside, but now it was more like a dilapidated honeycomb, with pits and pits everywhere, and some stumps and broken arms could be clearly seen in some craters.

The federal platoon has three hundred people, but there are only one hundred wounded people in the surrounding area. In addition, there is not even a mecha.

"How many of you are left?"

The man said gravely, "There are still 64 people who can move, and 29 are seriously wounded."

"Twelve F-level professionals and 30 g-level professionals."

Jiang Liu remained silent after hearing this. In the cold weapon era of the old era, even a well-trained army would collapse when the casualties reached one-third. In modern warfare, when the casualties are more than half of the time, this unit is equivalent to losing its combat capability.

Jiang Liu took a deep breath, and he directly took out all the source power supplement reagents in the Mercury Tears.

A full six boxes of Yuanli supplementary reagents appeared on the ground out of thin air.

"These are six boxes of Yuanli Replenishment Reagents. There are none in this replenishment. Take them."

The market price of a Yuanli supplementary reagent is 12,400 nut coins, a box of 30 copies, and six boxes of 180 copies, with a total value of about 2 million.

In the Commonwealth, two million people can buy a good set of colonies, and they can also buy a good real estate in some underground cities.

For ordinary people, two million is considered a huge sum of money, while for e-level professionals, two million will have to work hard for three or four years before they can earn it.

The man was a little surprised. He has never been like this before to transport supplies to the front line. Although they will not deduct supplies, they are all proud, not to mention personal gifts.

The man's determined face eased somewhat.

"Hurry up now, if you don't leave, you really can't go."

The man didn't wait for the words to be finished, and the harsh screams came from far to near.

The expressions of everyone present changed instantly!

Red sickle's attack began, and the opponent used Ge Qiusha.

"Everyone immediately hid in the fortifications!"

As the man spoke, he grabbed Jiang Liu and went to the nearest fortification.

Inside the small fortifications, an inexplicable stench rushed towards his face, but Jiang Liu's face was as usual. He had seen even more smelly than this, which was already trivial.

There was a rumbling outside, but the soldiers in the fortifications were used to it.

The man even carefully took out a pack of crumpled cigarettes from his arms.

"Just call me Lao Wang, can I have one?"

The man took out a whole cigarette and handed it to Jiang Liu, and he took one out of it and smoked it halfway.

He lit Jiang Liu first, and then lit himself again.

Lao Wang took a deep breath and squinted his eyes like enjoyment.

"Don't worry, this fortification is a permanent defense, and Ge Qiusha can't be broken by explosion." Old Wang said nonchalantly.

Jiang Liu took a few sips, the spicy taste a little bit above.

"Brother Wang, when did you come here?" Jiang Liu asked.

Pharaoh looked at the gray concrete roof, and he let out a smoke dragon.

"One day ago, this time the red sickle's choppy is as crazy as it is, and they are still attacking this season."

Speaking of the red sickle, Lao Wang's face was disgusted.

The blood feud between the Federation and the Red Scythe can be described as a sea of ​​dead mountains and blood. This hatred is difficult to resolve. It can be said that every soldier on the front of the Federation bears the life of the Red Scythe, and the same is true for the Red Scythe. .

"boom!"

A Ge Qiusha happened to fall to the top of the fortifications, and the violent explosion made the entire fortifications tremble, accompanied by a large amount of dust falling.

"Pooh!"

Lao Wang looked unlucky. He looked at the cigarette in his hand, but he was not willing to throw it away after all.

Carefully picking up the dust on it, Pharaoh started to smoke again.

"What the hell, bombing three times a day, this missile is free of money." Lao Wang cursed.

As soon as Lao Wang's voice fell, the artillery fire finally stopped.

"Brothers, hurry out! The enemy is coming up soon!" Old Wang immediately got up and said.

He still did not forget to entrust Jiang Liu next to him: "Brother, while the enemy hasn't come up yet, you go quickly. If you don't go, you really won't be able to go."

Jiang Liu could indeed leave, but he didn't want to leave now.

"Martin, you will follow me later, or you may go first."

The battlefield is dangerous. This is far more dangerous than the previous assassinations. After all, no one knows whether a missile will fall on the head in the next moment.

This is Jiang Liu's own decision, there is no need for Lamartine and others to enter the water.

But Jiang Liu's remarks were obviously useless.

"Boss, what do we leave at this time?" Martin muttered.

He looked at the sister Angelina who had not spoken beside him.

Martin's eyes clearly angered Angela.

"What do you look at! We won't leave either!" Angela said angrily.

"Then you will follow me soon." Jiang Liu said again.

Angela patted the mecha next to her: "Boss, UU reading www.uukánshu.com, we will protect you for a while."

"Chong Chong Chong!"

When there was a noisy sound in the distance, Pharaoh threw away the cigarette **** in his hand and rushed out first, and other soldiers of the Federation were no exception, rushing out of the fortifications.

"Go! Let's go out too!" Jiang Liu said quickly.

After rushing out of the fortifications, the scene in front of him suddenly became clear, and the red-faced soldiers rushed forward like a tide.

Jiang Liu silently and calmly took out the black ebony and white ivory.

Although white ivory is not easy to use at this distance, ebony wood can.

The bullets condensed by the source force were fired one after another, and the enemies with the red sickle rushing to the front fell quickly.

"Boss! Get out!"

Martin roared, the huge Gatling started to operate again, and the metal storm formed!