Chapter 33

"As soldiers, the only thing you need to do now is to obey orders. Don't worry about things that don't belong to you. Don't be smart."

The sergeant of the guard swept everyone with a calm face and said in a cold voice.

"Now start grouping, blackbird, gray bullet, shadow assassin... You work in groups and go behind the rock opposite!"

The three of Huang Ya's group stood up after hearing the words. When the light armour soldier left, he looked at the wind with provocative eyes.

The wind fell and his face was expressionless.

"Sister, I want to, the wings of the sky... You go behind that pile of trees."

The sergeant of the guard continued to assign groups, with two control divisions and a heavy armored soldier out of the team.

"Leaves of the wind, bullet marks, prodigal son, swordsman, you three in a group, go near the coordinate (- 22100705) and find a place to hide."

"Yes!"

The scout who showed disgust at the Longyin mercenary regiment at the gate of the headquarters stood out. He looked about 30 years old. He was wearing a military camouflage suit for jungle combat. His face was morbid and sallow, but his eyes were sharp.

After standing and making a standard military salute, the Scout player picked up his equipment and went straight to his destination.

"Hum, it's just a game. As for this, every TM is sick!"

The prodigal swordsman stood up with an unhappy face and walked slowly, muttering that he was the light armored soldier who had just come up with the limelight.

"Soldiers?"

Fengluo has walked fast for two steps and followed the man with ID called "bullet mark". It will take at least a few hours until dawn. If you don't find someone to chat, it's hard to get through the time.

He had noticed before that the player didn't deal with the Longyin mercenary regiment, so he didn't have to worry about his wanted identity.

"Retired!"

The player named "bullet mark" has a scar across half of his right face, which looks like it was left after being hit by a bullet, making his appearance a little seeping.

However, the player can choose to repair his appearance when establishing a character in the war chronicle, but he didn't do so. With this name, it is estimated that he is a person with a story.

"Which army?"

The wind is a little interested.

Although the world he crossed is a unified Federation, it also has an army, but it is not compulsory service, but all voluntary applications.

The main task of the army is not to fight among federal Member States, but to protect interstellar routes or the exploitation of resource stars.

It can be said that most of the military service sites in the world are on some undeveloped planets, space stations and space warships, which are very different from those on earth.

"T-456 fleet, the third Marine Corps, the main patrol area is near executive star 23!"

The tone of bullet marks was nostalgic, and the sharp light in his eyes was softened.

"Being a big soldier means a lot... Wearing smelly protective clothing, I can't see women for months, and there are no entertainment places to go. After retirement, I only have a little money. It's not enough to buy a house in District 11. It's not as good as my pocket money for a month."

The prodigal swordsman walked behind them. At this time, he suddenly broke in and spoke with the corners of his mouth turned up, using arrogant and mocking words.

He was taken care of by NPC just now and lost face in front of everyone. When he spoke at this time, he actually wanted to use his sense of superiority to find face and transfer the embarrassment to others.

Unfortunately, the first two people ignored him and continued their dialogue. Their expressions and actions directly ignored him.

"Damn it!"

The feeling of being ignored was undoubtedly more uncomfortable than the previous embarrassment, and an angry look flashed in the eyes of the prodigal swordsman.

The thinking of some rich second generation who lives in the eyes of others all day can not be measured by ordinary people.

The ambush position assigned by the three of them is on the right of the intersection in front of the dark moon Canyon, which is almost the first floor of the whole ambush circle.

"It's definitely difficult to defend this place."

Because looking at the terrain of the canyon, if the enemy retreats, he has a good chance to choose here.

"According to the intelligence level of the Zhanji system, it is generally distributed according to the strength evaluation. In this way, both the bullet marks around us and the rich second-generation" Prodigal Son swordsman "behind us should be players with good strength in the system evaluation." The wind fell and thought in my heart.

Even the rich second generation, after all, all the equipment is high-grade goods, and it is normal to be evaluated highly.

As a scout, the defense equipment on this bullet mark looks very common. There must be some reasons for its high evaluation. In addition, it seems that it doesn't like Longyin mercenary regiment very much. Maybe you can make friends.

Fengluo is not a very exclusive person. In fact, as a mercenary, you must learn to have a good relationship with your partners. At least, you can't let them shoot you in the back on the battlefield.

After arriving at the location of the ambush, the wind fell and looked around carefully by the looming moonlight in the sky. Finally, he found a reasonable sniper position, cleared a place and put it on the M110.

He closed his left eye and looked at his right eye on the sight. He found that the field of vision was completely dark. The light of the sniper lens is insufficient. Even if it is equipped with night vision equipment, it is difficult to aim in this environment.

In this light, it is impossible to snipe. Fortunately, according to the intelligence, the target of the mission arrived in the early morning. At that time, you should have the conditions for sniping!

"Good gun!"

After the M110 was installed, the wind turned his hair and found bullet marks. He had taken out his main weapon from the heavy-duty backpack. It was a silver gray submachine gun with a shape similar to MP-5.

"Death Messenger, level 45 excellent equipment, maximum firing speed of 350 rounds per minute, perfect evaluation, modified goods!"

The bullet mark touched the body of the gun with pride and said with a little show off.

Scouts can use daggers, military spikes and other close combat weapons and submachine guns, automatic rifles and other medium and long-range weapons at the same time. A perfectly evaluated excellent submachine gun will not be much inferior to a rare equipment after reasonable modification.

Fengluo understands why the system evaluates the strength of bullet marks is not weak. It seems that his very ordinary defense equipment is actually to "dress up as a pig and eat a tiger".

"M110, level 35 excellent equipment, I made it myself!"

The wind patted the butt of M110 and said to the bullet mark.

Although the level of the two men's guns is a whole 10 levels different, this sentence made by themselves makes the wind down.

"You made this gun! Unexpectedly, brother Feng, you are still a gunner, and the level is not low, isn't it? Excellent equipment, but at least advanced life profession can make it!"

Bullet marks did not hide his surprise, and his title became "wind brother" in their chat. From this point, we can see that the EQ of bullet mark is not exactly as cold as his appearance.

"I reached the expert level not long ago!" The wind gently smiled.

"Gun expert, strong!"

The bullet mark gave a thumbs up to the wind. This exclamation was completely sincere. Then he meditated for a while and then asked.

"Brother Feng, have you become enemies with the people of Longyin mercenary regiment?"

"I was secretly attacked by their people, then killed several of them, and finally hung up a communication from an idiot named Longyin breaking the army. I just didn't expect that they would issue a wanted notice for me!"

Fengluo didn't hide it. In fact, this is the effect he wants to expose his life and career level.

You know, nowadays, even for players who specialize in life career in large player groups, few people have reached the expert level.

Because the promotion of the professional level of life in Zhanji does not simply rely on the experience of manufacturing equipment brushes. It can be said that it is difficult to become an "expert" if you do not have luck and talent at the same time.

In the current version, any expert life professional player has high value, enough to make most forces like the invitation.

"Long Yin breaks the army!"

After the bullet mark repeated the name, his face showed a sudden look and smiled at the wind.

"Brother Feng, to tell you the truth, I'm from the veteran tribe!"

Longyin mercenary regiment and veteran tribe are the two strongest and tit for tat forces in silver moon city.