"Hey, we are performing tasks. Don't look at these things, okay? It's very noisy."

A man from the cave said to his companion next to him.

The people next to them were watching a show using the terminal, and there were singing and dancing with swords and shadows. It seemed that it was the most popular battle dance talent show recently.

For this kind of thing, the person who speaks sneered at it.

Can the essence of the battle be reflected in just a few decent gestures? These are all flowery things, and I guess I will be dizzy when I see the blood.

However, he also knew that these programs were necessary. The universe was concentrated on the seven survivor fortresses, with a large population, and most of them were ordinary people who were not very talented. Perhaps because they were in the universe, they could use some energy to nourish their bodies, and learn some tactics and techniques, so they could barely say that they could do so in a few moments.

But everyone knows that it is not a warrior.

A true warrior must at least reach the nine stars in the usual sense. Only then will the strength be measured by the Furera index.

For example, although Fu Leila, who is more than 4,000, is not tall, but fortunately she is not old and still has room for development in the future.

"You don't understand, this is leisure. Is it the same as you, who thinks about training all day long? What's the use? Look at this person, just this one, they earn much more than you in a year."

"You're more."

The speaker fought back, leaving his companion with nothing to say.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Suddenly, my companion shook his arms and said a little surprised: "The signal is interrupted? Isn't there any shady scenes?"

His voice was a little loud, and he attracted the captain who was in the same car and was in charge of this escort mission. He asked with some displeasure: "What are you yelling at?"

"Oh, the captain is nothing. I suddenly stopped watching a show. I suspected there was a shady scene."

The captain had already walked to him, looked at him with a little puzzled look on his face: "There is no signal, is there something wrong with your terminal?"

"Is that true?" The man checked and found that there was indeed no signal.

"Ah? No one is mine?"

The first companion who spoke to him just subconsciously looked at his terminal and found the same problem.

The captain quickly looked at his own, just like everyone else, without any signal.

"Where is this? Is there any special terrain or substance that obscures the signal?"

Although the universe has developed technology, terminals are still not connected to the host in some special places, such as mutant plants with special attributes or radioactive substances.

"Yanghu Plantation, it seems nothing special."

A man looked out and said in confusion: "Did someone deliberately block the signal?"

This sentence came to the captain's ears, causing his body to shake suddenly. Then he ran to the front with all his might. There was a walkie-talkie where several cars could communicate with each other. Fortunately, it was an old-fashioned mechanical car, which still retained this ancient thing.

He grabbed it, pressed the button and shouted: "Everything is close to me! All moving towards me! Pay attention to the surrounding situation! There may be an enemy attack!"

At this time, I would rather believe that the mechanical car where the captain is located is in the middle, so it is an instinct to get everyone closer to him.

But as soon as he said that, he saw the mechanical car in front of them suddenly tremble, and the body tilted to one side, then fell to the ground with no obstruction of vision. The captain saw that the front of the car also fell down and even fell into a deep pit.

Now he is very, very sure they have been attacked.

"You, leave the clan to ask for support, and the rest of the people get off with me!"

Before he finished speaking, the car vibrated violently and began to fall to one side like the car in front.

The soldiers in the whole car were overturned. Even though they were all masters, they were not very different from ordinary people in the closed space.

After all, they cannot express their abilities, otherwise they will be killing each other.

The captain can imagine that the mechanical car behind is probably the same.

The enemy should have used very advanced traps!

"Break open the hatch door and occupy favorable terrain defense!"

The captain wiped the blood from his face, not knowing whether it was his or someone else's. Now he didn't care about this anymore. After the car stopped rolling, he must rush out as quickly as possible, otherwise once it is blocked, the danger will be too great.

Just now, the people of Huo said that this old-fashioned mechanical car is very safe. Why is it safe? It is because its skin is thick, so when these soldiers choose to break through, they are relatively weak or places where they can be opened.

Everything happened too quickly, and the team leader thought there was no problem in command.

But when they rushed out, they were greeted by spears seeking their lives.

They flew out of the darkness, carrying huge power, and tugged the air with a sound. Many soldiers who had just rushed out were caught off guard and were directly penetrated. Even if someone resisted it, they would either have to retreat or resist.

"Don't be afraid, rush out! If we can't rush out, we'll be done!" The captain pushed a warrior who wanted to retract from his head, and then jumped out. Relying on his strength, he held a weapon in one hand and grabbed a flying spear with the other, while the other one was knocked away by him with a weapon.

Feeling the huge power coming from the spear, the captain roared, not only to cheer himself up, but also to tell his fellow tribes around him that he was still there and had already rushed out.

But his voice was too loud and immediately became the target. At least fifteen spears whistled from all angles. The captain dodged left and right, and swung the weapon continuously. After dodging fourteen, the last one did not dodge and was penetrated through his right shoulder. Inertia led him back and flew far away. When he nailed the weapon to the ground and finally stopped his body, his chest hurt, and a sharp conical sword pierced his body and pierced his heart.

The captain turned around with difficulty and saw a cold mask with metallic luster, as well as cold eyes without any color under the mask.

"Yes, it's star eyes... bronze..."

Unfortunately, the vitality slipped away from him quickly, making him unable to say a complete sentence.
Chapter completed!