Metal Ranger of the Endless Plane

Seeing the two people walking out of the arsenal with the appearance of a bag and a box carrying a hand on their shoulders, the huntress who also came to change weapons was directly stunned in the corridor, and she burst out laughing.

"What are you doing? Are you moving? As for? Carrying so many ammunition?"

Lu Yuan smiled and shook his head, "You don't understand, this is for healing!"

"Cure? What disease?"

"Terminal illness!"

"what?"

"Fear of lack of firepower!"

Lu Yuan didn't feel anything when he said this, but after saying it, he realized that Picello and the Huntress looked at each other inexplicably before he realized the problem with what he said.

As we all know, after China’s real nation-building war, the two main countries on both sides of the conflict, Huaxia and Mika, summed up the experience and lessons of the war, and both saw each other’s shining points, but at the same time they all entered an overkill mode.

China’s night combat infantry battles made Meka awake at night, so starting from the Gulf War, under the night combat of the US-Caribbean army, many strongmen such as Saddam Ben** and other strongmen hated the battlefield.

On the other hand, the Huaxia Army, who was so tempered by the mad bombing of Mika, suffered from a severe lack of firepower phobia.

So as soon as Lu Yuan's words came out, the other two people who had been quite familiar with someone immediately felt something was wrong.

Lu Yuan didn't dare to continue to consume it like this, and he quickly said, "You two, I'm just kidding! Can you hurry up? This body is still very heavy. Okay!"

"Um, you continue, I'll be here in a while." The huntress came back to her senses first, nodded at the two noncommittal, and walked two steps quickly into the arsenal.

The far side also hurriedly followed Picello to the parking lot near the entrance of the facility.

When he arrived, Lu Yuan patronized a large number of facilities themselves, not caring about the vehicles in the parking lot. Now when he came here for the second time, he saw the flying car with the appearance of DeLorean DMC12 at a glance.

Seeing him looking at the car with bright eyes, Picello was stunned, then remembered that Lu Yuan had seen the thing through cruise missiles before, and couldn't help but smile, "Flying car, ha, men are all Interested, it's like the Victoria's Secret model has real wings, right?"

"But you can't use it this time. It's armor is too thin, and it won't last much time under the guns of Meriweather's guys."

"The Huntress and I will use it this time!" Picello said, pointing to the old truck two laps on the other side.

Lu Yuan first saw the front of the old vintage truck, and he was a bit disdainful, but after seeing it clearly, he almost took a sigh of relief.

He hasn’t seen that car. In fact, he thinks that this car is the one he once snatched from someone for IAA. It’s a semi-track truck with a twin 20mm Oerlikon machine gun in the body. .

This kind of machine gun was in its prototype during World War I. Although the machine gun that was basically shaped before World War II is a bit old now, the kinetic energy of the improved version of the bullet muzzle can still have tens of thousands of joules, at least not worse than the Browning M2, and the power still keeps up. .

Besides, Browning M2 and Oerlikon are the guns of the same generation. After careful investigation, it is really hard to say who is younger than who is, who is the predecessor. M2 is still flourishing now, and Oerlikon is not ventilated. Fresh.

However, Lu Yuan still had some thoughts, "Is it a heavy machine gun on board? If I were you, I would replace the machine gun with a gun."

"Hey, this is also a cannon. Replaced with a high-explosive bomb, it is also a cannon, the same." Picello laughed.

"But you obviously can mount a 120mm mortar. I think you have the French MO120RT, and Iserel's Sota K6. Uh, it looks like your Mika is called M120. Isn't it better than a machine gun? "The road is far away.

"Hehe, are you really dying? Forget it, mortars are easy to use in field battles, but indoor battles are useless! We are not a battlefield here. Most of the battles are indoors. Heavy mortars are not easy to use. Not as good as a medium cannon." Picello said.

"Okay, okay, the cannon is better, is there?"

"There's a fart! That thing can't keep up with the rate of fire! We only have one car and can't achieve the effect of fire suppression!" Picello scolded, "Hurry up, the huntress is coming back, pick your car, We walked!"

"Huh?" Lu Yuan looked back at the other cars, but unfortunately there were no insurgents. In the end, he could only choose another Dartz-Kombat night shark, which was also an armored off-road vehicle.

"Ha, you really are a big Russ! You have to choose your own car?" Picello couldn't help but smile when he saw him get in the car.

Although Dartz is a Latvian car company, Kombat is owned by Big Ross. Two car companies that love to mess around jointly created a little monster, this is the night shark.

Lu Yuan and Turner once drove this thing, pulling an anti-aircraft trailer, leaving some traces at Los Santos International Airport. Fragments of some corrupt police cars and helicopters.

He chose this car only because it was big and hard enough, and the other cars returned quickly, but it seemed that even the medium-caliber rifle could not be blocked, and Lu Yuan would not choose it.

However, he inadvertently used this to alleviate the suspicion caused by the lack of firepower phobia, and he was wrong.

Soon, the huntress wore a heavy armor, walked back with the SCAR-H, and climbed onto the semi-track truck two or three times. The pair of three finally drove the car onto the elevator and left the facility and went straight to the port in the southeast of the city. Area.

There were still fireworks over Los Sandu along the way. Lu Yuan endured it for a long time, but still couldn't help asking, "What's the matter with those planes? Just fighting over the city like this, no one cares?"

"Well, that is a semi-official air combat championship, of course nobody cares! Why, are you interested? The champion team only has 200 million dollars in prize money. I don't know how many pilots want to share a piece of the pie." Picello said. .

"Me? I can't, just curious." Lu Yuan hurriedly shouted from the walkie-talkie, "But, are those pilots not afraid of death? Still can't die? Also, what should the citizens do?"

"Hey, why can't you die? Last month, in 30 days of the schedule, 67 pilots died, and an average of two died a day. This is not considered a civilian who was accidentally injured. But, you know, it's all a personal choice, no one forced it. They. Like civilians, who would let them get so close, right?"

"But, but..." Lu Yuan was speechless for a while.

"Don't worry, those people are very happy even if they are accidentally injured!" The huntress sneered, "What's more, the death match has been going on for a few months. Those who have a brain and know that they want to cherish their lives will not go there long ago. That place is here!"

"The only people who are still there are perverts besides lunatics! There are also those idiots who shoot their eyeballs by stimulating selfies! It's not a pity to die, who cares!"