The Legendary Mechanic (Transcendental Mechanic)

late at night.

In the forest two hundred miles away from Moriyuan City, a field reconnaissance team was fleeing, hurriedly looking back, as if something terrifying was chasing behind them. The darkness is like the pervasive mercury, you can't see your fingers.

There are three people in this team, all of them are Sunil power users, and the captain Fumi's tone is trembling, "Don't stop, the Nightmare is behind!"

According to the beasts that appeared at different time points, the stages of calamity were divided. Nightmare was a sign of entering the middle stage. This is a beast that was active at night. When they appeared in a large scale, the vicious night battle kicked off.

The tide of the mind makes the beasts of the world go berserk, and Morihara Castle is just one corner. In other places, there are endless beasts fighting each other, and no place is safe. One of the causes of the beast tide is that the weak beasts instinctively felt the pressure from the overlord at the top of the food chain, and took the initiative to leave the territory of the powerful beasts. Some kind of pheromone that goes out attracts more powerful beasts.

The purpose of field reconnaissance is to discover the species of beasts that are coming, and warn Morihara Castle. This is dangerous work, because encountering beasts in the wild is doomed to death. This field reconnaissance team has already passed the news back to the top, and now they are running away to save their lives.

Feeling the icy darkness so close at hand, the three of them were horrified.

Fermi gritted his teeth, and regrets flooded in his heart.

"It's like this again...it's not the first time!"

He has experienced three catastrophes, been selected for field reconnaissance three times, and wandered on the line of life and death countless times. The scars on his body are still aching, and he is fed up with this kind of life.

When disasters came, the rushing power users actively came back to guard the group, and Fumi was the same, but now he only feels bored and resisted, the surging blood always cools down slowly, and he keeps giving without any return. Year after year, Fermi's patience had worn out. I do love my hometown, but it doesn't mean that the ethnic group is qualified to use them as tools to instruct them at will, kidnapping them and these strong men with the reason of continuing the race. Fumi has long been tired of this set.

So unfair! The remuneration for serving as a mercenary on weekdays is handed over to the ethnic group, and he has to work hard at a dangerous moment. Fumi's patience has reached the limit. Why does the ethnic group ask him to pay like this?

Could it be that just because it was his own race, he had to ask for nothing in return? !

Why ask the strong to bear so much responsibility!

The mercenary career in Interstellar has broadened his knowledge. Fumi only feels that it is less and less worthwhile to work for the ethnic group. Life is extremely precious, and he has only one.

Many warriors of this tribe have firm beliefs, but there are also many warriors who think the same as themselves. After spending so long, he feels that he has done his best to the tribe.

"If I can survive this time, no matter what the calamity is, I will never come back!" Fermi gritted his teeth.

Suddenly, a whip-like tail flew out from the forest and entangled a scout team. The end was a sharp bone spur, and it pierced into the abdomen. Smashing his tail, the jet black tissue fluid spilled on his face.

The action of the counterattack made the man's footsteps slow for a moment, and this moment alone determined his life and death.

slam-la-

Dozens of thorn tails flew, entangled the martial artist, and pulled them into the woods. Fumi hurriedly turned around and saw a stronger martial arts arrogance erupted in the forest, setting off a surging wind, showing that the martial artist reached C rank Tier strength.

However, this momentum only lasted for half a second, and the arrogance exploded and fell apart, a body of such a person.

Suddenly there was a touch of warmth on his face, and Fumi reached out and touched it, it was the hot blood of his companion.

In less than a second, a C-rank martial artist was torn apart!

Nightmare's cold hissing sound echoed in the forest, not only behind, but also in front, surrounded by two people, there were many black shadows shaking like whips in the dark forest, there were thousands of them, all of them were Nightmare tail.

...

chug-

The long-lasting artillery fire illuminated the night. This wave of beasts lasted for five hours. The fighting had reached a fever pitch. The third defense circle was full of corpses of earth-burrowing beasts. The steel defense team had been fighting for too long and had to change shifts. Individual armor has more or less damage.

At night, Han Xiao carried a large box of maintenance tools and walked behind the third defense circle to repair the armor of each defense team. The time was tight and the task was heavy.

There are other battlefield maintenance teams that are also busy, but Han Xiao’s craftsmanship is the best. During this time, his reputation has spread to the defense team. Every team hopes to meet Han Xiao during maintenance, so that they can be safe. have the best guarantee.

Welding steel plates, repairing circuits, and resetting the system, Han Xiao’s maintenance actions are smooth and smooth. The field maintenance team has equipped him with internal communication to facilitate dispatching tasks. Just after completing the maintenance of a team, a new command came from the headset: “B12 defense request Emergency repairs in time of war!"

B12 is Niweiler's team, Han Xiao rushed to the position, Niweiler's team did not change shifts and rest, but was fighting fiercely. Such wartime maintenance risks are the greatest, a soldier saw Han Xiao and hurriedly said: "Quick, this way!"

Han Xiao rushed over and saw Niville lying on the ground, a beast's claw mark penetrated the armor between the chest and abdomen, sparking electric sparks, the leg armor was bitten open, the broken pipes were exposed, and the power unit stopped. , Nivelle was paralyzed on the ground, unable to get up, a group of soldiers guarded him.

"Bastards, a bunch of recruits, get out of the way, don't leave your position!" Nivelle yelled angrily, scolding the subordinates around him, but the soldiers were indifferent and firmly protected the commander.

Because the soldiers contracted the formation, a small gap was exposed in this position. A small wave of earth-burrowing beasts broke through the intertwined firepower network and rushed through this line of defense. This situation requires the support of the quick response troops on standby. The reinforcements are already on their way. There will be no major problems, and it is a normal defense conversion.

However, in Nivelle's view, this was an absolute dereliction of duty, and he was furious, struggling to stand up.

"Don't move." Han Xiao held down Nivel, took out materials and tools, and started repairing.

Nivelle only felt that Han Xiao's palm was pressing on him like a mountain. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move. He gritted his teeth and could only submit.

Han Xiao was expressionless, "Shut up."

[[Sunil - Defensive Non-commissioned Officer Armor] derivation progress 27%]

Repairing soldier-level armor is the most in the past few days, and has spent millions of experience to reverse the blueprint, but the opportunity to repair officers is very small, and now it is only deduced to 27%, but he estimates that the non-commissioned officer-level armor needs [reloading mechanical transformation] as a Pre-requirements will stall progress.

In addition to the armor, he was also responsible for repairing some vehicles and turrets, and by the way, he obtained the blueprints of the suspension turrets, which was very rewarding.

Nivelle was helpless. Although he was in a hurry, he could only wait for the repairs. Although he urged him, Han Xiao's speed made him relieved, and it would not be long before he could fight again.