My Enhanceable Equipment

Uncle Lin in Zhao Xiaolu's mouth, Lin Jin is now more than a dozen miles away, quietly walking through the dense jungle.

The precise control of every strand of muscles and even cells makes him grasp the power to the utmost, there is no sound between walking and jumping...Of course, this may also be the credit of the windbreaker on his body.

At this time, Lin Jin was wearing Lin Yu's ruling temple, and by virtue of the hidden function of the ruling temple's trench coat, he quietly approached a hidden wooden city.

"The positioning is here..."

Stopping in the woods on the edge of the walled open space, Lin Jin confirmed through the smart glasses on his eyes, and soon controlled the smart glasses to send an electronic signal.

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"The prop master is too much..."

"Yes, but this is also a good opportunity to take advantage of all the surrounding teams. I don't believe that he can really use hundreds of missiles to kill us all!"

"If you want to get started, it's better to beat them as soon as possible..."

"Actually, I think now is the best time. Their scattered destruction of the fortress just gave us the chance to break one by one..."

Looking at the relatively simple and simple wooden walled city, it is quite lively, gathering more than 20 teams of people, which is almost a third of the surrounding teams.

Some of them were attacked by the S&T team and some of them were attacked by the S&T team. It was a matter of national honour and it was impossible to say which was right or wrong on the field of the game. There are obviously very few people who clearly understand this point. Liang Zi was completely laid down in the round of battle.

Of course, these people are not the only two of the above, and some are just activities in this neighborhood. They have nothing to do with the technology team. They are purely entrapped. After all, under the general trend, they are the first to bite by these people. It is them. In fact, speeches such as lip death and cold teeth are indeed enough to shake people's hearts-no matter what, it is always right to hold groups to keep warm, and people are all herds.

Nearly a hundred people gathered together, and all the talk was full of excitement, just like a denouncement meeting specifically for the technology team. A rudimentary alliance was also formed under the drive of interests and safety.

When the situation changes, there is always no shortage of tides. A consciousness alliance of nearly 100 people is not a huge wave of the times, but there are still many people who have the ability or leadership qualities, not to mention that these participating teams are originally selected by countries. The elite's fighting ability may be incompetent, but basic qualities such as leadership and command are still very good for training and selection. The captains of more than 20 participating teams work together to quickly get a rough charter.

Among these more than twenty teams, Borg and his teammates are also one of them, but they belong to the third kind, which is completely incapable of being innocent by the name of these people.

"You can only go one step at a time..."

Looking at the people who were eager to discuss the joint issue, Borg sighed in his heart.

If he has a choice, he doesn’t want to be an enemy of the technology team. One of the reasons is because of the original commitment. After all, he is also a relatively trustworthy person. He promised that he should no longer be an enemy of the technology team.

The second reason is also the most important point. He really doesn't like these people very much.

He actually knew a lot about the strength of the science and technology team before the competition. The props division alone is extremely terrifying. Although the props division will not bring such exaggerated things like mobile camps this time, it can bring dozens of It is possible for missiles to even get around with one or two nuclear bombs.

And from the collected information and the brief contact before, the props master is obviously not a fool, but a genius with high IQ and EQ, but he is self-confident when it comes to guarding all the fortresses.

He is very accurate. The propeller's confidence in winning is not disguised. Obviously, there is some kind of card or layout, or simply both, and these are obviously not a dozen or so. Deterrence brought by the missile.

It's a pity that they have been ensnared by these people now. At this time, it is obviously not a wise choice to withdraw, or they are the first to be attacked by the group. They can only take a step by step and look for a chance to get out.

Ding!

Suddenly, a crisp tone in his ear interrupted Borg's contemplation.

The sound did not come from the surroundings, but a small, hidden wireless headset on his right ear.

Headphones are no surprise, even the awakened person is also a modern person after all. Naturally, it will not exclude technological equipment. Tactical headset saber daggers and the like are standard for all teams, such as the Militia Liberty and even a simple set of hands. Exoskeleton plus flying skateboard.

But his tactical headset is a bit special-this was given to him by the props division before, letting go of them is a thing for the technology team.

"Make the Milka of the Nelaqua alone."

A tactical headset heard a middle-aged man's voice after a prompt.

Middle-aged man, the voice is not very rough, it can not be a steel boxing, then naturally it can only be a bone archer.

A quick comparison in my mind, Borg quickly analyzed the master of this voice.

Lin Jin is the one with the bone bone.

There are only two middle-aged people in the technology team, and it is easy to compare them. The most well-known battle of the technology team is on the national competition of China. When collecting information from various countries, this hurdle is simply not circumvented, and it is the most conspicuous. The characteristics of foreign countries, people who are not very clear about the Chinese and foreign nicknames usually call Lin Jin intuitively as the bone bone archer bone bone giant.

"Sure enough, I am the chess piece prepared by the prop master, and the actions of these people did not leave the vision of the technology team at all..."

Borg, who had long been anticipating, smiled bitterly.

When he first agreed to the props division, he hadn’t thought about it so much, but as the whole situation moved and he and his teammates were ensnared into this so-called alliance, he already felt a little wrong, but this guess is really ridiculous. , So he took a chance and did not want to believe it.

But the speculation was confirmed at the moment~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The facts are in front of him, making his back a little chilly.

The props division is already laying out! From the oppression to the united resistance, all of them are within the plan of others!

And want to use him as a chess piece, then obviously all this was planned before and even before they were let go.

How do you fight this? Joint resistance? To resist a fart, maybe your resistance will be used, at least there is a response plan, it can be said that these people have been caught in the spider web of the hunter from the time they followed this path.

"Do you want to do it..."

This hesitation only appeared in Borg's heart for a short moment, no need to think about it, and the decision was made in the next moment.

Hand disability is still difficult to overcome in the first place, first recover one chapter, fight for two chapters tomorrow, and then three four five six seven eight eight ... cough cough, sorry, I am confident in honey.

(End of this chapter)

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