Take a firearm and a weapon as a hit.

This kind of thing is normal.

In areas of real war and turmoil, only real thermal weapons are their treasures.

As for Nian Qi or something, it is likely that it will only hold them back, leaving them with less time to see and cultivate.

It can only be said that they are lazy and uninformed.

After all, the ability to read is not something that can be learned overnight.

Unlike firearms, you can become a skilled player after learning for a month or a few months, and you can kill people everywhere.

And learning to think, even if someone helps, it is dangerous to force it to open it for a month, and it may not be successful.

That's a piece of.

After all, these people are also skilled in forcibly opening their minds, and not everyone can open them casually like Ron.

Even Ron's is risky.

On top of that, there's the issue of trust, which is a very serious problem.

They all know the danger and give their lives to others, so it's not like there are no such people.

But less.

Therefore, most of the mercenaries present were ordinary people with good physical fitness.

Mindfulness?

Inexistent.

There are very few people who know some mindfulness ability, and when they open their minds, they know some basic skills, and they don't even know their own mindfulness system.

Not to mention the ability to develop minds.

"I don't know how many times Lao Tzu has been on the battlefield, and I can't count the people I killed, how can I die here like this."

"Death to Lao Tzu, bed bugs, garbage, death."

Many mercenaries on the scene actually disdain this mission, they have lived in the war zone for a long time, and they are for this kind of "small mission" outside the war zone.

And it's also a "small mission" to attack a person.

The people present in the large-scale war do not know how many times they have participated, and many of the people present are people who have seen the world, and many people have participated in and survived a major war between countries that have killed tens of thousands of people, or even hundreds of thousands.

He is a veteran of a hundred battles, and he has a lot of experience.

And this time.

If it weren't for the well-known Sinar Mas Organization, and the remuneration given to it was quite a lot, it would have been impossible to gather so many people here.

Originally, I thought it was given for free, but now many people here have regretted it.

And now, hundreds of people are here, and nothing has been done yet, and the sneak attack has not yet been achieved.

That's dozens of deaths.

It's as if it's just to teach them how to behave.

Dozens of large slugs are like real weapons, and one pounce is one.

Even completely ignoring firearms and weapons, which makes it difficult for them.

This is their old life, guns are useless, and hand-to-hand combat is a monster, and being held is death.

It can be said that it is a completely invincible existence, where is there any opportunity.

Even if many reactive people continued to attack Ron directly, it would be useless at all.

The slugs that landed next to Ron were like an iron wall, no matter what kind of bullets and shells came to Ron's side, they would be directly resisted.

It's impossible to work.

Not even to get Ron moving.

"It's all here, aren't you going to make a move? I don't think these guys can get rid of me. ”

Ignoring these ordinary mercenary raiders, even if they mixed up with some telepathic people, but they were too weak to be nothing, Ron's attention was drawn to a small building several stories high on the left-hand side.

There were quite a few people up there who were staring at them condescendingly.

And the people over there seem to be talking about something.

"Look, I'll just say it's useless to him."

In the small building, a man with long blond hair dressed like a national nobleman said to the person next to him.

The tone was a little unpleasant and agreeable.

He is the golden light, and he has no name or anything, or the golden light is his name.

Originally, the name was just a codename.

"Boss, now is not the time to be happy, he seems to be stronger than before."

A slightly obese man next to him spoke, originally intending to have the mercenaries attack Ron to see if it worked.

As a result, the current situation is a bit unsatisfactory.

It can be said that it is completely useless, and it can barely be regarded as consuming a little bit of the other party's energy.

But looking at the momentum of the other party's body now, he didn't consume much at all.

Most of it is still absorbed by slugs to resist.

"Heh, now there is no one under him, and he is still so arrogant."

Ignoring the words of his men, the golden light stared at Ron, as if he had heard what Ron had said before.

He was also clear about what happened to Ron on Six Star Street before.

"Go according to the plan, leave a few people to help me, and the others help the mercenaries deal with that disgusting bug."

After saying that, Jin Guang didn't talk nonsense, and started to act directly, and as soon as his feet were forced, the whole person shot out like a giant ammunition.

The speed was fast, and combined with his terrifying and powerful telepathic ability, at this time, he was indeed like a golden light.

"This..."

This speed is so fast that even the little fat man next to him doesn't have time to say anything or do anything.

"What do we do now?"

This little fat man is obviously also a leading figure, and he also has a bit of a position in this Jinguang organization, as soon as Jinguang leaves, others will naturally shift their attention to him.

"According to what the boss said, start acting, pay attention, and when they break out, those bugs can't be killed, just try to consume the other party's mental energy, everyone be careful."

The little fat man didn't talk too much nonsense either.

"If there's any problem, I'll send it to you via message."

The ability that this little fat man has is information transmission, which is somewhat similar to a slug, but it is not.

And here you can directly connect him with his teammates.

He and his teammates can learn about the situation through his ability to talk.

That's a good ability on the battlefield.

Although there are walkie-talkie phones that can be used, that thing is not safe and inconvenient many times, and it can break easily.

With this ability, it can only be said that it is more convenient and faster, and it can make people understand the situation and respond at the first time.

And after this little fat man understands other people, he can also determine the situation and information of other people for the first time, which can be regarded as an artificial intelligence or something.

It's just that the computing power is much worse, and people have limits after all.

This little fat man is not a person who has developed new abilities, or he is not a person who has the quality of being a slug.

Otherwise, in this life, it is estimated that it is just a battle situation analyzer and information transmitter.

It's not bad, but it's not particularly good.

Sometimes the information is fast enough to really save lives, but this fat man's ability is obviously not without limits.

How the specific effect is presented still depends on the battle situation and the limit.