War in Heaven

Early the next morning, a team of four people set off for the Olympus volcano.

Lin Chi drove the cobalt-blue shell of the Marine Corps power armor, the Frankenstein riding a motorcycle, the rapids Sam and the crazy Ivan used to transport the off-road vehicle from the scientist.

Unlike the last time, the vehicles they were driving have been improved by Frankenstein.

Sam, who was driving, looked at the blasting expert sitting in the back seat and playing with the bomb. He turned on the radio and asked: "BOSS, can you use the motorcycle for me? I really don't want to sit with this ball."

"I don't want to." Frankenstein said that the throttle was unscrewed, and a large amount of white smoke broke out in the exhaust pipe of the motorcycle.

"Nothing, it will take a long time to get to the volcano." Lin Chi, who stood in the power armor, continued to control the war machine with his own ideas.

Although I don't know what other players are currently in, in Lin Chi's opinion, no other team should be better than their current equipment.

The players who can compete with them at present are probably only Carol's team. Speaking of this... Who is Carol's teammate?

Lin Chi thought about it, slowly passing through the orange desert, a few hundred meters behind the jeep and motorcycle, beware of enemies that might come from behind.

Sunlight sprinkled on the land again, adding a touch of temperature to the icy sand. The scavengers of various tribes have once again appeared in the wilderness of Mars and began collecting all kinds of waste for their tribes.

"..."

When I saw Lin Chi’s team, several scavengers immediately hid far away, and there was no meaning for a little bit of proximity. They are like bringing their own "fear of fear" and dispelling all the scavengers nearby.

"People are running away." Frankenstein whispered.

"Exactly, there is no time and they waste time." Lin Chi smiled.

It is really unnecessary to waste bullets and energy on the scavengers. Fortunately, those guys are very self-aware and have not rushed to death.

However, in such a situation, it is even more cautious:

"Attention, there may be people ambushing us." Lin Chi reminded the Frankenstein who was walking in front.

- Despite the successful dispelling of the scavengers nearby, their team is also very conspicuous in the desert. If it is encountered by other players, it will be extremely ambushed.

It is precisely to avoid being wiped out by the opposite side, Lin Chi will choose to follow the place 300 meters away. Even if the Frankenstein is killed, he is sure to "revenge and hate" his teammates.

The four-person squad passed through the desolate desert and passed through the wreckage of several burned spaceships, continuing to move over the Olympus volcano.

Although the distance from the Sun is farther than the Earth, the thin atmosphere of Mars makes the sun here not bleak. With the arrival of the day, the temperature in the desert soars to around 20 degrees, compared with the evening. Like two worlds.

Of course, even if the temperature rises, to survive here, you must wear protective clothing...

Looking up at the khaki sky, Lin Chi drove the Marine Corps power armor and left a huge semicircular footprint on the sand. Just as he was walking in a comfortable "walking", the sound of Frankenstein came from the headphones:

"There is an ambush."

Along with the words of the Frankenstein, there was a rush of gunfire on the sand 300 meters away from the front, like an enemy hidden in the sand, and suddenly began shooting two cars in front.

It is a pity that it is impossible to kill the three people in the first place.

"Wait a minute, I will be there soon." Lin Chi said to drive the power of the power armor to the maximum, as a blue comet swept through the sand and slammed into the position where the gunshot sounded.

Under the almost unlimited power support of the "Ark Reactor", he did not have to worry about the energy problem of the power armor. He decisively started the jet engine behind the armor, rushed out two hundred meters in two seconds, and appeared next to the two cars in a flash. .

Several players hidden in the sand, as well as the mass-produced T-800 followers they carried, appeared in Lin Chi’s sight. The guys were wearing camouflage camouflage with the same color as the sand, and the face protected by the protective cover. On, revealing a stern expression.

In addition to various firearms, the weapons on the hands of these people include light grenade launchers and rocket launchers. It seems that the original purpose of these people is to go to the player team of the tribal challenge before ambushing in the desert.

If they encounter other teams, their ambush is likely to succeed. Unfortunately, these hapless people chose the wrong target -

A rocket rocket vacated from the launch tube and flew to the off-road vehicle driven by Sam. Lin Chi’s power armor suddenly stopped in front of the off-road vehicle, sprinting forward with a seemingly slamming action, even with the arc-shaped armor of the shoulder. Directly remove the flying rockets.

boom!

Rubbing the armor plate changed the rockets in the flight orbit. It fell on the sand and blew up a group of dust. The players who just fired the rockets looked silly and even forgot to put on a new rocket.

"You have not been able to penetrate the armor." Lin Chi said ironically.

-- In addition to fear of stun guns, the protection of the Marine Corps' power armor is flawless, and naturally it is impossible to get rid of the old rockets of the twentieth century. As for the various firearms and grenade launchers in the hands of other people, it is impossible to pose any threat to the power armor!

Oh...

The power armor passed by the desert, replacing the left-handed drill bit and starting to run at high speed, creating an invisible vortex in the thin air, slamming into the sand below, just piercing a man who was still on the ground. The player's body.

"Oh!"

The player screamed and spit out a blood, but the pain only lasted less than 0.2 seconds, and was forcibly stopped by the "sudden death system."

Seeing that his comrades turned into data fragments and rising to the sky, the mass-production T-800 continued to fire. The remaining three players stood up and ran in the opposite direction, trying to get out of the attack range of power armor.

However, it is too naive to rely on your feet to get rid of the power armor.

The circular saw cuts off another player's protective suit, easily breaks through the vulnerable skin and muscles, and then cuts off the bones - the player's waisted body has not yet fallen to the ground, and "sudden death" is triggered again. While kicking him out of the game, he cut off the pain signal he could feel.

"Mom, this is not fair..."

Realizing that he is facing an opponent that cannot be defeated, the remaining two have already begun to marry. Their complaints did not last long, and they were terminated by weapons carried by power armor.

Subsequently, the reminder of the team's exit is also routinely seen in the sight of all other players:

The player "Big Banana" has died!

The player "free man" has died!

The player "VAN-like" is dead!

The player "Fujioka" has died!

The squad "men's locker room" has been annihilated.