War in Heaven

"Well, good..." Lin Chi gave a long time and cut off the conversation with the scientist. It was not until the end of the exchange that the sound of Frankenstein finally rang:

"Would you like to go."

"Go a fart, this is obviously a trap." Lin Chi shook his head.

The guy who can survive on Mars can't be a kind-hearted person. The scientists who once slaughtered the exiles are not so kind.

According to Lin Chi's inference, if you really pass, the possibility of returning to the earth is very low, and the chances of being killed or grabbed for use as experimental materials are not small. What's more, contrary to the "scientists" who are eager to return to Earth, Lin Chi has no plans to return to Earth at present.

"It’s better to go to Mars, it’s better to play here." Lin Chi smiled.

"You can arrange this map again." Frankenstein reminded.

"Forget it." Lin Chi said to go to the inside of the cave, intending to search for the blood eagle tribe's residence.

Since I have to train in other games every day, there are still many maps in War Paradise. He didn't arrange it. Before I experienced all the maps, Lin Chi did not intend to repeat the maps he had played.

The sound of the whistling sound continued to reverberate on the outside of the cave. The huge sandstorm was not over yet. Lin Chi searched the cave for a while. Before he could find anything, he was upset by the roar of the pig. .

- These carnivores should not be hungry?

Thinking of this, he dragged the bodies of two young people from the body pile, opened a small door on the side of the iron cage, stuffed the body into the cage, and immediately swarmed a few pigs and began to eat.

"Metamorphic." Frankenstein commented coldly.

"This is called the custom of the country." Lin Chi responded.

As a relatively weak tribe, the blood eagle tribe's resident has no good equipment. Lin Chi found several solar panels in the cave and two barrels of fuel from the rocket. .

The residents here should always sleep in the corners of the caves, those slabs covered with rags, not even a pillow. The oxygen supply equipment in the cave is installed at the entrance of the cave, which does not seem to be easy to move.

“Is this thing... depends on solar power?”

Lin walked to the large machine that was fixed to the edge of the wall. The shape of the thing was like an enlarged version of the toaster. The shell was engraved with the words "oxygen" on Mars, and the control panel of the machine was Side, but the electronic lock is mounted on it.

Lin Chi used the key card of the blood eagle tribe station to open the electronic lock of the operation panel. After opening the metal shield, it was a simpler operation panel than the arcade panel. There was only one joystick and two buttons on it. It looks like a shabby smell.

The principle of this oxygen supply machine seems to generate oxygen by electrolyzing the groundwater of Mars, although it is not a high-end technology. But even this kind of equipment can't be made by the exiled criminals.

- Is it difficult for these things to be provided by scientists? Or……

When Lin Chi was thinking about it, the Frankenstein said: "The sandstorm has weakened."

"Yes……"

He carelessly responded to the deepest part of the cave and looked for props that could come in handy.

In addition to some advanced equipment, this tribal lifestyle is no different from the original people. They use iron bars and long knives to make weapons, burn them by burning fuel, and even eat meat every day, using aviation fuel.

This kind of lifestyle can no longer be described as "bad". Basically, it is no different from being dead. In Lin Chi’s opinion, people here can be lucky if they can live for ten years.

However, the murderous criminals who will be exiled to Mars are basically shot and hanged, and the electric chair is used for decades. It is very good to live for ten years...

In the depths of the cave stood a stone "throne", the leather draped on it was smashed from the pig, and behind the throne, Lin Chi saw a slender outline covered by black cloth.

--What it is?

He walked over quickly, stretched out the black cloth that covered the thing, and then caught the eye of the sight, so Lin Chi excitedly smashed his hand:

"This is a treasure..."

What appears in front of you is not an epic or legendary prop, but a motorcycle with an iron-grey shell!

Perhaps in order to adapt to the gravity of Mars, the wheels of this motorcycle are also extremely large. The dark tires are full of complicated lines. The body is painted with blood-red eagle. On both sides of the rear seat, two solar cells are installed. board.

At this point, the Frankenstein also came over. When he saw the motorcycle, he slightly widened his eyes: "It's very handsome."

"Ha, I like this style too." Lin Chi smiled.

He stooped to pick up a slate next to the front seat of the motorcycle, and saw that it was written: "Motorcycle, obtained from the hands of scientists, can work for half an hour using solar energy, and one hour of air fuel for one mailbox."

These equipments of the Blood Eagle tribe seem to have been obtained from the scientists. In this case, perhaps the scientists camp did not think so cold-blooded?

Lin Chi thought for a while, and fixed his eyes on the dashboard of the motorcycle. I saw the pointer of the oil pointing to the full "F", so I smiled and turned and asked the Frankenstein: "Would you like to go out for a ride?"

"Where to go." Frankenstein and his face.

"Go to the canyon to see." Lin Chi opened the map and looked at his previous goal: the Grand Canyon in the distance.

Now the blood eagle tribe has been completely destroyed. Although it can be "squatting and stealing", it is impossible to win the game.

However, this place can also be used as a safe house. After all, Mars is a very sparsely populated, and the members of the tribe who came to invade have already been killed by them. They should not come in for a while.

Lin Chicai just thought of this, but heard the dull footsteps in the passage at the front of the cave. As the sound of the sandstorm is getting weaker, the footsteps of several people are particularly clear.

"I rely, next time I will not set up FLAG again..." Lin Chi whispered.

"Probably a player." The game's experienced Frankenstein quickly judged the number of people through footsteps: "There are three people."

- If it is another tribal invasion, there should be no more than three people. It seems that you should be a three-person team.

Probably understand the other side's way, Lin Chi also immediately determined the next action strategy, nodded to the Frankenstein, said: "Follow me, then follow my instructions."

"What do I need to do?" Frankenstein looked at him.

"There is no need to waste bullets, just give it to me." Here, Lin Chi’s face showed a meaningful smile.

......

Three guys wearing ash-fighting spacesuits, vigilantly walked into the cave, two of them carrying assault rifles in their hands, and the man walking at the end was holding a one-meter-long American cavalry. saber.

The spacesuits with good protective performance have isolated the sound and smell of the outside world, but they also slowed their movements. The three slowly entered the cave and noticed that the body did not wear a helmet. One of them used the radio to send a message to the other two teammates:

"I said, there is no need to wear a helmet here."

The three men immediately took off their helmets, and the two men standing in front of them immediately smothered with the **** smell of the face. But the man standing in the back holding the cavalry saber, his face showed an excited smile.

"Hey……"

The guy took off his spacesuit and exposed the body wearing the prison clothes to the air of minus ten degrees. He took a few knives from his backpack and hung it around his waist, licking his sharp teeth and revealing a cruel smile. .

"I said ‘Knife King’, are you not cold?” asked the two teams standing in front of the friendly.

"There is a player protection mechanism in the game, you will get used to it in the future." The long-legged knife king said that he pulled out a "night magic" carbon steel knife and held it in his left hand, staring at the flashing blade.

As a "special player" who specializes in using melee weapons, even in this map, the knife king still chooses melee weapons. Although the use of firearms can crush the local NPC criminal NPC, but for him, melee is the first sin of life.

- The criminals on this map are using melee weapons for melee. In the eyes of the Emperor, this situation is no doubt better...

Because the two friends in the real world know that they are playing the brain imaging game, it is hard to hold the thigh. Usually, there is always a single row of knives. This time, I can only choose to team up. I am going to take these two idiots and familiarize myself with the operation of War Heaven.

The three talents just picked up the helmet and immediately heard the sound of "吱吱" from the corner of the cave.

"Hey, what is that? Is anyone there?" The novice player standing in front shouted.

"Don't say anything!" The knives scolded their unreliable rookie teammates, then took a tactical flashlight from their backpack and slammed them in their mouths, holding a saber in their hands, and bent over and walked over.

"Come here, pay attention to whether there are any enemies nearby, and if anyone has a gun, then immediately." Even if there is something in the mouth, the voice of the Emperor is still very clear.

"Know it, I know..." The two men holding the rifle nodded and followed the knife to the position where the sound came.

Then - they saw an incredible **** picture:

"Where, how did the game pass the review?" After witnessing the scene of the pig eating, a novice player pouted and the rifle in his hand almost fell to the ground: "This is too realistic?"

The other person next to "I want to vomit..." is not very good.

"This game is like this, you have to get used to it -" Knife is talking impatiently, but suddenly feels that the scalp is numb, a kind of unpleasant feeling of peeping into the heart.

- Someone behind you!

The "murderous" thing, still can not be explained by science. Some people say that it does not exist, but there are also many people who claim to rely on the secret of the "sixth sense" to detect murderous, thus escaping.

At this moment, even in the game, the knife king still noticed that there is an invisible murderous from behind. That is undisguised, trying to seize the maliciousness of your own life!

He jerked his saber and turned quickly with his heel as the axis.

Only when I turned back, I saw a gloomy figure who was also wearing a prison uniform suddenly stood up from the pile of corpses, and a silver light flashed in the right hand. At the time, I cut off the throats of the two rookies in the back, and swooped like a ghost to the knife king. The saber in his hand went straight to his heart without a fancy!

I didn't expect the enemy to try to solve it with a saber. The knife was somewhat unprepared.

He stepped back one step backwards, and the silver blade brought a cold wind from the front of the body. The melee experience was so rich that he could feel the cold touch of the knife tip.

"Grass!" He was almost screamed by the knife-cleared throat, and he stepped back two steps:

"Do you want to play with me?"

The voice of the knives has not fallen, and the opponent has once again rushed up, giving a powerful knife.

"clang!"

Because the force is too big, the noise of the collision of the two sabers almost caught up with the gunshots. The knives of the knives were numb, and the "night magic" in his hand almost broke hands.

The gravity of Mars is different from that of the Earth. The Emperor is still adapting to the gravity here, and the pace has become somewhat illusory. He walked back two steps, but saw that his opponent was somewhat unstable because of the previous strike, so he rushed up without hesitation and slammed the saber to the opponent's heart.

Two masters of the knife played a fast white-blade battle in the blood eagle tribe's residence. The silver light arc crossed the air, and even the pigs kept in the animal cage stopped eating for a while, raising their heads with roundness. Dark eyes, staring at the two men who are fighting.

"Mom, it's you..." When I saw the other's name, the knives screamed and turned back to the other's chest, but they were blocked by the "tiger claws" in the other hand.

——Knife can recognize that the dagger held by the opponent’s right hand is an epic melee weapon taken from his own hands. The knife is one of his favorite weapons. After the exit, he found the tiger claw hunting. When the knife disappeared from the backpack, the knife king was depressed for a while.

Now, once I have killed my own "countercurrent", I will stand in front of me, and the Emperor will immediately make full effort and enter the cruel form of full firepower!

"Countercurrent" did not hesitate to take another knife. Faced with the blade of his own heart, the Emperor of the Knife completely gave up the defense and stepped forward with great desperation.

He used the cavalry saber in his right hand, violently opened the other's blade, rubbing the other side of the saber to bring sparkle, the left hand of the night magic saber cut the air to draw a dark arc, directly to the enemy's throat!

- This attack, the enemy will die!

Just when the knife was inevitable, the burst of gunfire suddenly burst into the ear.

boom!

A loud bang, the head of the knives was opened by a 9MM pistol bullet, and the body was still driven forward by inertia, and the data fragments disappeared into the air.

Seeing that the other's body disappeared, Lin turned his head and looked at the Frankenstein who had just stood up from the body. He asked, "What are you doing?"

"You are going to die, I saved you." Frankenstein used the simplest statement to state the facts that had just happened.

"Well, this is true." Lin nodded, and looked at the position where the "Knife Emperor" disappeared.

It seems that the knife king has also carried out a lot of training in these days, and the technique of using the saber fighting has improved a lot. Lin Chi can see that if he was not a Frankenstein to help himself, he might have been killed by the knife.

- If it is not too iron, if you only use a saber, you may become a superstar player with the technique of "Knife Emperor"...

Thinking of this, Lin Chi smiled and turned and walked toward the direction of the motorcycle.