After the third layer of armor, it is nearly three hundred pounds, and if it is replaced by an ordinary strong man, he can walk two steps to be considered qualified.

In addition to a slight impact on his speed, McGee, the skull, ran around the school field three times, his face was not red and he was not panting, showing his extraordinary strength, but also proving that his physique was not bad.

Unlike the more intuitive strength and agility, other things such as physique, intelligence, will, and perception, Sean has no way to accurately calculate it for the time being, especially the last three items, which can only be roughly estimated.

McGee, the Skull Crusher, will not have a constitution of less than 4, after all, the most relevant power is there, and if he does not have the corresponding constitution, his terrifying power will injure himself first.

"Not bad, not bad, not bad!" McGee was full of praise, he didn't know how much to say today, "as long as you get used to it for a day or two, it will have no effect at all." ”

"After all, it's a makeshift patchwork, and it's hard to fit perfectly, so as long as there's no major problem, let's do it first, record the data, and talk about it later. "Sean is not as easily satisfied as McGee, he has to do things that he either doesn't do or does to the limit of his ability, and it doesn't wrong him to say that he has a slight perfectionist tendency.

McGee had obviously exposed several problems when he was at the event just now, but most of these problems were caused by hardware, and unless they overhauled them, they had no choice but to finish the battle first.

"Seems like something is missing?" Sean touched his chin and circled around McGee.

"What's the difference?" McGee patted his chest with a bangbang, "Lao Tzu feels very good now, if old Bolton that old grandson is here, Lao Tzu can kill his army alone." ”

In the past, when they clashed with the Bastille, they suffered losses on armor, and when they went down with an axe, the other party would spit blood at most, and then turn around and give them a sword, and if they didn't die, they had to go to half their lives.

The bull Erickson's personal strength is obviously inferior to his own, and every time he meets on the battlefield, he chases himself everywhere, relying on the sturdy plate armor, this time the armor stands on the same running line, and his self-confidence suddenly bursts, teaching them how to be a person in minutes.

Looking at the old antique-level battle axe that McGee the Skullcrusher had worn off nearly half of his blade, Sean finally remembered what was missing, light armor was not enough, and weapons had to be used, otherwise the killing efficiency would be reduced a lot.

Sean dragged McGee to the armory, and it was a long time to rummage through the cabinets, compared to armor, the number of weapons is obviously much more, and the equipment of seven or eight thousand people is enough, after all, compared to armor, the wear and tear rate of weapons is higher, of course, the more abundant the inventory, the better, and he didn't expect to kill Bolton, his adequate preparation was all cheaper for his enemies.

The types of weapons are so varied, conventional, unconventional, long, short, straight, curved, throwing, and pulling, which can be said to be all kinds of them, which opened Sean's eyes.

A lot of strange shapes can't be named, the Ashane continent is in war all the year round, the development is a little deformed, the people's livelihood is miserable, and the weapons and armor are already a bit of the peak of cold weapons.

Those strange ones, the two of them directly skipped it, and before the strange blade was clicked on the corresponding mastery, they took it to the battlefield, and it was very likely that the person did not kill it, and injured himself first.

"That's good. Sean stopped in front of a pile of javelins, and during the night raid, he was impressed by the javelins of the city gate garrison, because half of his brothers died under the javelins.

If each of McGee's men were armed with three or five javelins, and two rounds of covering throws before rushing to the front, the hedge resistance would be greatly reduced.

Hundreds of pounds of armor are worn, so I don't care about adding ten or eight pounds more, at most I will prepare an armed belt for them, and there are so many ready-made cooked skins that only a few dozen people need to be sent out separately, and it is enough.

With this as a reference, Sean's gaze was no longer limited to melee weapons, and after a circle, McGee had five more javelins, six short hand axes, a two-handed axe, and a one-handed sword.

When the special armed belt was made out, the javelin and one-handed sword were bundled on the back, the hand axe was pinned to the waist, and the two-handed big axe was hung on the waist, and the majestic temperament suddenly came out, and the whole fucking thing was a humanoid steel monster armed to the teeth.

Those who heard the news and rushed to see the lively berserk mountain army drooled one by one, and almost drowned the school grounds.

When I heard that each of them would have such a piece of equipment in a few days, they were all excited and cried wolf, women love red makeup, men love arms, and with such a piece of equipment, the real shotgun will be replaced by a cannon, and the chance of survival on the battlefield will skyrocket.

Now that they are all here, they can't sleep for a while, and Sean's plan to be implemented the next day began to be implemented in advance-the reorganization of the Berserk Mountain Folk Legion.

McGee, the Skull-Crusher, raised his hands in agreement with this proposal, in fact, he had already moved his heart, but he had witnessed the young army's hard work for a day and a night, and he set up a framework, enclosing the two groups of people who were originally incompatible, and turned them into a prototype of a legion.

Mackie's Berserk Mountain Legion is said to be a legion, but it is actually a general term, and with the exception of a few dozen people from the same village who are considered semi-professional soldiers, the others are mountain people with a mixture of Kentana barbarians.

When there was no war, they went back to the village to hunt and farm, and lived their own small lives.

In times of war, he responded to McGee's call and gathered with armor and weapons to form the so-called Berserk Mountain Folk Legion.

This is a helpless choice in the harsh living environment, McGee can't get so much food to feed them, and there is no chance to gather at all, so naturally there is no legion training, and every time he fights, it is like a group fight, and he rushes up in chaos.

That kind of posture is enough to deal with the mountain people, after all, they don't know what kind of military formation, but against the old Bolton's well-trained Bastille army, it is very disadvantageous, even if it is replaced with new equipment, it is difficult to exert its full power, especially the spear such a medium and close range projection weapon, but also pay attention to a timing and assistance, improper operation will not only not kill the enemy but also hurt their own people.

McGee is very self-aware, he is really not good at this, and he can't open his mouth if he wants to ask Sean, this time they have taken too many benefits, but their efforts are minimal, and then let the other party teach the secret of the formation of the legion, it is too greedy, and now Sean has taken the initiative to propose, naturally there is no reason.

"A legion must have a proper name that can be recognized by all, which will help to enhance the collective honor and centripetal force. "The first thing I did in the reorganization was to advise McGee to correct the name of the Legion.

"The Berserk Legion is a good name, it's very imposing. "McGee the Skullcrusher is obviously also one of the members of the Incompetent, and after scratching his head for a long time, he still took out his original name.

"Not a bad fart, it smells earthy. Sean didn't have a good breath and said, "Why don't you call it the Skull Crusher? ”

"yes, why didn't I think of that before?" McGee the Skullcrusher slammed his eyes and slapped his thigh hard, "It's a good name, not only does it match my nickname, but it also has the profound meaning of breaking the enemy's head, this is good, that's it." ”

Without giving Sean a chance to refute, McKee rushed to his brother to discuss the level of the name.

"If I had known, it would have been better to call it the Berserk Legion!" Sean was a little powerless to spit out, as far as McGee's subordinates were concerned, they had a soft spot for words like rage, bravery, cranial cranial, and mighty, and since McGee had announced it, it was basically a certainty.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, McGee came back in a hurry, saying that it was unanimously approved, and they all agreed to the name of skull-crushing, as for the sincere unanimous vote, or the unanimous vote made by the skull-crusher's fist, it is unknown, anyway, it is just a code name, and it is almost the same as getting used to it, and Sean can only comfort himself like this.

McGee the Skullcrusher is a bit of a naming addict and suggests a loud name for the armor.

"Step Man A!" A name spit out without Sean's brain, but as soon as he said it, he regretted it, this improvised patchwork product really had a negative name.

"Is there any special meaning for Bu Renjia?" It's rare that McGee didn't applaud without brains, and he played in style with what he learned and sold now.

Of course, Sean can't tell McGee the unique meaning of these three words to him, and can only explain the literal meaning: "The armor worn by the infantry is naturally called foot armor." ”

"Then let's call it Bu Ren A!" McGee is obviously pretending to be in style, really let him get up, there is no goods in his stomach, so he can only scratch his head.

The reorganization of the Skull-Crushing Legion and the reorganization of the slaves are completely different natures, and not only because they are the soldiers of McGee the Skull-Crusher.

Those military slaves have long been smoothed out by the tragic experience, and if it is good, it is called compromise, and if it is not good, it is numb.

However, Sean and the Boys' Army like this kind of person very much, because this kind of person is a blank slate, not only does they not have much concern about themselves, they have never integrated into the world, they don't know anything about the life and rules of the outside world, and they are more likely to accept the Boys' way of doing things and concepts, and with a little edification, they can integrate into their slightly different big family and become their own people.

Such people, as long as their numb hearts are reactivated, they will burst out with great motivation, which has been proven, just two meals that are not delicious enough to make many young people alive, showing a strong desire to learn and integrate.

In contrast, the Andes mountain slaves were not so pleasing, they had already formed their own set of ways of life and code of conduct, although limited by experience and education, most of them seemed to be more foolish than teaching, such people were usually stubborn, like to stick to the old customs, it was very difficult to accept new things and ideas, but they did not lack the small cleverness and calculation that belonged to the mountain people, and it was very difficult to give birth.

And they all have their own concerns, and it is very troublesome to adapt, and the boys' army's adaptation of them is to investigate and use, and wait until the battle in the Bastille is thoroughly understood, and then whether they are really really co-opted.