War in Heaven

After replacing it with a new protective suit, Lin Chi and Frankenstein set off again and embarked on the desert of Mars.

Going back to the camouflage net that hangs on the hole, driving the solar-powered motorcycle that has been recharged, he rushed down the hillside. Lin opened the map and began to determine the location of the Olympus volcano.

The volcano is located in the southeast of the map. Due to the limited power of the motorcycle, it takes about two days to reach the Olympus volcano from its current location.

The tribal challenge on the volcano required the arrival of the volcano within three days, which meant that they had one day of preparation time before the departure.

Now, the two are planning to search for nearby props in the nearby desert, and continue to adapt to the survival mode of Mars.

With yesterday's experience, Lin Chi and Frankenstein are now almost adapted to the environment of Mars. Except that it is too cold at night, the environment here is not so bad that it can't survive at all.

Of course, this is also related to their player identity. Unlike the local miserable "indigenous people", players don't need to eat and drink, they can survive as long as they have oxygen, and there is no need to worry about the problems NPC needs to consider.

"The NPC assigned to this map is really terrible." Lin Chi smiled.

"Yes."

The science freak's voice just fell, Lin Chi's earphones suddenly sounded a blurry murmur, a familiar voice, saying something intermittently:

"Header... Where are you? I am in the Red Crater...27, 29."

--What does it mean?

Lin Chi parked the motorcycle on the sand and opened the taskbar. Then he noticed a new task in the taskbar:

Looking for followers:

One of your entourages lost contact on the bad land of Mars. If you can find him, the entourage will help you.

Mission Reward: Get support from your entourage.

"Oh?" Seeing this task reminder, Lin Chi smiled: "This is interesting..."

Although he received the message just now, the voice in the radio was too vague, just a little familiar, and he did not know which entourage came over.

However, the "red crater" and the coordinates of 27 and 29 mentioned by the other party in the voice are still straightforward to provide his position. As long as the coordinates are located, they should be able to find the followers.

"Are you receiving the task?" Lin Chi asked the Frankenstein sitting in the back seat.

"43, 35." Frankenstein also reported a coordinate.

"OK, let's go to your side first, close to here." Lin Chi said to turn off the map interface and set off at the coordinates of the Frankenstein.

From the point of view of the map, this coordinate should also be a wasteland. There is nothing other than the infinite orange soil.

In this way, the Frankenstein's entourage may be on the Mars in the same way as the player.

Just go to that place and you should be able to confirm what the truth is.

Lin Chi’s car drove the Frankenstein through the deserted desert. Before he reached the coordinate point, he noticed that smoke was rising in the wilderness.

A pointed cone landing bin, which fell into a waste pit and pulled out a huge pit. It was a black metal shell that was burnt red under high temperature friction.

Seeing this scene, Lin Chi also slammed the throttle again. The engine of the motorcycle broke out with a harsh roar, and the two men hurried to the position where Lucang was.

Then...he saw someone coming out of the back of the warehouse and it was not alone.

"That is your follower?" Lin Qiao frowned and looked at the guys wearing gray protective suits not far from Lucang.

"No." Frankenstein shook his head.

- These guys don't look like they are followers, but rather more like tribal members. Lin Chicai just stopped the car and noticed that those people had pulled out the big knife and came over, the face under the mask, showing a smile that was not good.

Obviously, these people are the scavengers of other tribes.

"These idiots are really impatient." Lin Chi said that he took the dagger from his backpack and prepared for the battle.

Unlike yesterday, he has basically adapted to the Martian environment, and even if he does not use firearms, he can solve these small flaws. While Lin was pulling the knife, the Frankenstein also took a hatchet from his backpack and held it in his thin hands.

"Kill them." Frankenstein said in a concise manner.

Just then, in the radio headphones of the two people, a young male voice with a little ridiculous voice suddenly sounded:

"Follow your instructions."

boom!

A loud noise, the door of the landing bin suddenly flew out, flying a picker just in front of him, the remaining scavengers looked back, and then...

Hey!

Along with the weak cutting sound, a sharp red light disappeared, and the other four's heads left the body at the same time. A large amount of blood was poured out from the fracture of the neck, and the protective clothes on the body were stained.

"I go……"

Until the four headless bodies fell to the ground, Lin Chicai finally realized that he had not seen how the other party made a move. No matter who the follower of Frankenstein is, he must be a very powerful existence.

"Which one are you?" Lin Chi used the radio to ask, and turned his eyes to the guy who had just appeared in the landing bin.

Unlike when I first arrived at Mars, the other did not wear a space suit. The guy wore a pair of high-tech combat suits that highlighted the muscles of the whole body and wore a thick metal helmet. The mask on the face provides oxygen, revealing only the unsharp chin.

At this point, the man is standing on the orange-red ground of Mars in a seemingly sloppy movement, putting the long knife of the scarlet blade into the scabbard, and then extending his arms to make a gesture similar to the invitation of the ball, it seems to sound like The husky voice of the vicissitudes of life is open:

“Below is the Jetstream.”

When I heard this English word in some of the second, Lin Chi was too late to speak, and the cool voice of Frankenstein had already sounded:

"Don't be handsome, Samuel."

"Yes, Boss." The man whispered, and put away the high-frequency knife that was still shaking, standing in front of the Frankenstein.

Lin Chi curiously looked at the weird swordsman. After waiting a few seconds, the name of the character popped up:

"Jetstream-Sam", the heroic NPC, has been recruited.

Although it sounded familiar, Lin Chi couldn’t remember where he had seen the goods. He could only step forward and extend his right hand toward the swordsman. He smiled and said, "Hello."

"Hello." Samuel politely and Lin Qiao shook hands, through the other's mask, Lin Chi saw the guy's unshaven face, showing a wretched smile.

Unlike the "grey fox" that Frankenstein is carrying in the city of chaos, the guy whose code name is "Surprising Sam" is also a swordsman, but his temperament is far too far. If the gray fox is a handsome swordsman, this cargo is almost the kind of wretched man who will be taken away by the police on the bus...

"Where is the gray fox? I want to find him to practice." Samuel turned to the Frankenstein, looks very much looking forward to: "The kid's knife is not bad, last time we discussed it..."

"He didn't come." Frankenstein's explanation is very simple.

According to the rules of War Heaven, each player in the team's death match can only carry one follower. Since this guy has arrived, the gray fox will no longer appear.

"Okay." Samuel looked like a depressed head, then suddenly turned his head and looked at the tiger claw hunting knife in Lin Chi’s hand, opening:

"Good knife."

"Thank you for complimenting." Lin Chi took the dagger back into the backpack.

"But your knife is still a little worse..." Samuel said an unclear line. The upper half of the face covered by the helmet was facing Lin Chi, then smiled again: "Your knife has no spirit." '."

"But I haven't done it yet." Lin Chi squinted at the swordsman in front of him.

"I can see it." Samuel raised his right hand wrapped in tactical gloves and pointed to his eyebrows: "Our one can do it."

"Then your eyes are quite good." Lin Chi casually perfunctory, and then asked the Frankenstein: "Let's go?"

He is very clear that it is not the time to discuss the knife, it is better to find the followers first. The Frankenstein apparently did not have any interest in the followers, but said to Samuel: "Go back to the base."

"Received the coordinates." Samuel said that he had kissed his "master" and then turned and walked toward the position of the blood eagle tribe. The lonely figure gradually faded under the watchful eyes of the two. far.

"Where did you recruit this product?" Lin Chi asked curiously.

"In the map of South Africa, his knife is not as good as the gray fox, and the combat power is very reliable." Frankenstein introduced.

"I have heard it." Samuel’s dissatisfied voice rang from the headphones of the two.

"This is a fact." Frankenstein has no intention of changing his mouth.

"Well, then let's go." Lin Chi said to cross the motorcycle again.

He can see that Samuel's seemingly unreliable appearance is actually not that simple. A guy who can be described by Frankenstein as "reliable" can't be a mixed-ball that can only be handsome.

- Now, since you have found the followers of Frankenstein, the next thing you are looking for is your own followers.

The iron-gray steel chariot rushed past the desert and rushed to the second coordinate position. Lin spent a full half an hour and finally drove the motorcycle to the coordinate point mentioned by the follower.

The "red crater", as its name suggests, is a crater with a diameter of almost 500 meters. Fortunately, the wall of the crater is not steep, and it is free to enter and exit even on a motorcycle.

Inside the crater, Lin Chi saw the landing bin that was smoking.

Unfortunately, this action will obviously not be so smooth...

Hey!

Hearing the sound of the engine that broke out behind, Lin Chi and the Frankenstein slammed back and saw that the two off-road vehicles that were not hidden there were galloping. The text of "scientific research" on the body was particularly eye-catching.

- Is it the person of the science to plunder the spacecraft supplies?

Realizing this, Lin Chi jumped off the motorcycle, took out the four-gauge grenade launcher from the backpack, aimed at the off-road vehicle in front, and decisively buckled the trigger.

boom!

A group of blue smoke broke out on the sand. Due to the low proficiency, the two grenades he shot deviated from the target without any suspense, and the bang was ten meters away from the off-road vehicle.

"It’s too embarrassing." Frankenstein spit.

"No way, now I don't feel it..." Lin Chi said, hurried to the right and avoided the position near the motorcycle.

One of the two jeep cars rushed toward the Frankenstein, and the other one came to Lin Chi, apparently to crush him directly. In the face of the embarrassing enemies, Lin Chi did not say anything - decisively put up the grenade launcher, and jumped out of two steps, avoiding the collision of off-road vehicles.

At close range, even if he used the grenade launcher to fly the car, he himself would have to be killed. The bullets of the Tyrannosaurus shotgun have been burned and it seems that only the assault rifle can be used.

When the consciousness determines the moment of the combat strategy, the virtual body that has passed through the battle has already made the corresponding action. Lin Chi takes out the ACR from the backpack, aiming at the jeep that is drifting and turning in a semi-squatting shooting position, and calmly firing the gun. .

A small fire tongue was sprayed from the ACR's muzzle. More than a dozen bullets slammed into the window of the off-road vehicle. Although half of them were off target, several bullets hit the window, leaving only white marks.

"Bulletproof glass?" he whispered a word.

In this way, the firearms in their hands will not be used, and the explosives can not be used. It seems that they can only find ways to open the door and pull out the people inside, to a "GTA player's daily life"...

Lin Chi was looking for a chance to get on the bus, but he saw the skylight on the roof of the off-road vehicle open. A small turret slowly rose and aimed the two guns at his body!

"I am going, this is not to leave a living path..."

Nowadays, he finally understands why the "scientists" can arrogate on the Martian waste soil. The firepower of these guys, on this ridiculous planet, does have an overwhelming advantage.

Now, you can only try it out!

Seeing that the turret on the off-road vehicle was aiming, Lin Chi took his M134 six-barrel aircraft machine gun from the backpack while jumping backwards. When he was about to break into the net with the other party, he saw an irregular black shape. The object flew from the crater and landed next to the jeep.

boom!

The hot flame instantly covered the area near the jeep, and the shock wave that swept through it shocked Lin Chih-hsuan back a few steps. When he saw the explosion, he understood that the entourage he brought in this time was Who:

A bloated figure wearing a spacesuit slowly emerged from the smog of the explosion. When I saw Lin Chi, I suddenly waved my hand:

"I am back, I am here!" The Soviet blasting expert with the nickname "Crazy Evan" kept waving.

"It's you again..." Lin Chi shook his head weakly.

Recalling the Frankenstein’s equally uncommon followers, he knows that there will be more variables in the process of this game...