After changing into a new set of protective suits, Lin Chi and Frankenstein set off again and set foot on the barren desert of Mars.

Turning around and hanging the camouflage net at the entrance of the cave, driving the charged solar motorcycle down the hillside, Lin Chi opened the map and began to determine the location of the Olympus.

The volcano is located in the southeast of the map, and due to the limited power of the motorcycle, it takes about two days to reach Mount Olympus from its current location.

The Tribal Challenge on the Volcano requires them to reach the volcano within three days, meaning they have one day left to prepare before setting off.

And now, the two are planning to search for any available props in the nearby desert, and continue to adapt to the survival mode of Mars by the way.

With yesterday's experience, now Lin Chi and Frankenstein have almost adapted to the environment of Mars, except that the night is too cold, the environment here is not so bad that it is completely impossible to survive.

Of course, this also has to do with their player status. Unlike the miserable "natives" of the locals, players don't need to eat or drink, as long as they have oxygen to survive, and don't have to worry about the problems that NPCs need to think about.

"The NPCs assigned to this map are miserable." Lin Chi said with a smile.

"Yes."

As soon as Frankenstein's voice fell, a vague murmur suddenly sounded in Lin Chi's headphones, a familiar voice, saying something intermittently:

"Boss...... Where are you? I'm in the Red Crater...... 27、29。 ”

- What does this mean?

Lin Chi parked the motorcycle on the sand, opened the taskbar casually, and then noticed that there was a new task in the taskbar:

Find an Entourage:

One of your retinues has lost contact in the wastelands of Mars, and if they can find him, that retinue will come to your aid.

Reward: Get support from your followers.

"Oh?" Seeing this task prompt, Lin Chi smiled: "This is interesting......

Although he received the message just now, the voice on the radio was too vague, just a little familiar, and he didn't know which entourage was coming.

However, the "red crater" and the coordinates of 27 and 29 mentioned by the other party in the voice still provided his location straightforwardly, as long as you go to the location of the coordinates, you should be able to find your entourage.

"Have you received a task?" Lin Chi asked Frankenstein sitting in the back seat.

“43、35。” Frankenstein also reported a coordinate.

"Okay, let's go to your side first, it's closer to here." Lin Chi said as he turned off the map interface and set off towards the coordinates reported by Frankenstein.

Judging from the map, there should also be a wasteland near this coordinate, and there is nothing but the endless orange-red soil.

So, Frankenstein's entourage might have crashed on Mars in a spaceship like the player?

Just go to that place and you should be able to see what the truth is.

Lin Chi drove Frankenstein through the barren desert, and before he reached the coordinate point, he noticed that smoke was rising from the wilderness.

A cone-shaped landing bay fell into the wasteland and smashed a huge crater, originally a black metal shell, burned red under the high temperature friction.

Seeing this scene, Lin Chi also slammed down the accelerator again, and the engine of the motorcycle burst out with a piercing roar, leading the two of them to the location of the landing warehouse.

And then...... He saw someone come out from behind the landing bay, and it wasn't alone.

"That's your retinue?" Lin Chi frowned and looked at the guys in gray protective suits not far from the landing warehouse.

"Nope." Frankenstein shook his head.

- These guys don't look like retinues, but more like clan members. As soon as Lin Chi stopped the car, he noticed that those people had already pulled out their big knives and walked over, with malicious smiles on their faces under the mask.

Obviously, these people are scavengers from other tribes......

"These idiots are really impatient." Lin Chi said as he took out the dagger from his backpack and prepared for battle.

Unlike yesterday, he has basically adapted to the Martian environment, and he can solve these little minions even without guns. At the same time as Lin Chi drew his knife, Frankenstein also took out a short-handled axe from his backpack and held it in his thin hand.

"Kill them." Frankenstein put it succinctly.

At this moment, an adult male voice with a slight hint of ridicule suddenly sounded in the radio headphones of the two:

"Follow your instructions."

Bang!

With a loud bang, the hatch of the landing compartment suddenly flew out, smashing away one of the scavengers who was just in front of him, and the remaining scavengers turned back in surprise, and then ......

Click!

With a faint cutting sound, a sharp red light was fleeting, and the heads of the other four people left their bodies at the same time, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the broken part of their necks, staining the protective clothing on their bodies red.

"I'll ......"

It wasn't until the four headless corpses fell to the ground that Lin Chi finally realized that he hadn't seen how the other party made a move just now. Whoever this Frankenstein entourage is, he's certainly a very formidable being.

"Who are you?" While Lin Chi radioed the question, he turned his gaze to the guy who had just emerged from the landing compartment.

Unlike when he first arrived on Mars, the guy didn't wear a spacesuit, the guy wore a high-tech-looking close-fitting combat suit that accentuated the muscular contours of his body, and a thick metal helmet that provided oxygen through a mask that buckled his face, revealing only his unshaven chin.

At this moment, the man was standing on the orange earth of Mars with seemingly casual movements, tucked the long knife of the scarlet blade into the scabbard, and then stretched out his arms to make a gesture similar to an invitation to a ball, and spoke in a hoarse voice that sounded as if it had been through vicissitudes:

"Down there's Jetstream."

Hearing this English word that was a bit of secondary two, Lin Chi didn't have time to speak, and Frankenstein's cold voice had already sounded:

"Stop being handsome, Samuel."

"Yes, yes, Boss." The man chuckled under his breath, put away the high-frequency knife, which was still trembling slightly, and stood in front of Frankenstein.

Lin Chi looked at the strange swordsman curiously, and after waiting for a few seconds, the character's name popped up in front of him:

Jetstream-Sam, a heroic NPC, has been recruited.

Although it sounded a little familiar, Lin Chi couldn't remember where he had seen this for a while, so he could only step forward and stretch out his right hand towards the swordsman, and said with a smile: "Hello." ”

"Hello." Samuel shook Lin Chi's hand very politely, and through the other party's mask, Lin Chi saw a lewd smile on the guy's bearded face.

Unlike the "Gray Fox" that Frankenstein carries in the chaotic city, this guy codenamed "Riptide Sam" is also a swordsman, but his temperament is too far behind. If the gray fox is a handsome swordsman, this thing is almost the kind of lewd man who will be taken away by the police on the bus......

"Where is the gray fox? I want to practice with him. Samuel turned to Frankenstein and looked expectant: "That kid's knife skills are not bad, we had a good fight last time......"

"He didn't come." Frankenstein's explanation is succinct.

According to the rules of Paradise of War, each player can only bring one follower in Squad Deathmatch, and now that this guy has arrived, it is impossible for the gray fox to appear again.

"Okay." Samuel lowered his head as if he was a little depressed, and then suddenly turned his head to look at the tiger claw hunting knife in Lin Chi's hand, and said:

"Nice knife."

"Thanks for the compliment." Lin Chi put the dagger back into his backpack.

"But your knife is still a little bit ......" Samuel said a line of unknown meaning, the upper half of his face covered by the helmet was facing Lin Chi, and then smiled again: "Your knife has no 'spirit'. ”

"But I didn't do it yet." Lin Chi narrowed his eyes and stared at the chattering swordsman in front of him.

"I can tell." Samuel raised his right hand, which was wrapped in a tactical glove, and pointed to the center of his eyebrows: "Anyone who does our job can almost see it." ”

"Then you have a good eye." Lin Chi said casually, and then asked Frankenstein, "Let's go?" ”

He knew very well that now was not the time to discuss knives, and it was better to find an entourage first. Frankenstein was obviously not interested in nonsense with his entourage, and just said to Samuel, "Go back to base." ”

"Got the coordinates." Samuel said with a kiss to his "master", then turned and walked towards the location of the Blood Eagle Clan's station, his lonely figure drifting away under the gaze of the two.

"Where did you get this from?" Lin Chi asked curiously.

"In the map of South Africa, his knife skills are not as good as the gray fox, and his combat effectiveness is very reliable." Frankenstein introduced.

"I hear it all." Samuel's disgruntled voice rang out from their headphones.

"It's a fact." Frankenstein has no intention of changing his tune at all.

"Alright, let's move on." Lin Chi said and stepped on the motorcycle again.

He could see that Samuel seemed to be very unreliable on the surface, but in fact it was certainly not so simple. The guy who can be described as "reliable" by Frankenstein can't be a handsome bastard.

- Now that you've found Frankenstein's retinue, the next thing you're looking for is your own.

The iron-gray steel chariot galloped through the desert and rushed to the location of the second coordinate, and it took Lin Chi a full half an hour to finally drive the motorcycle to the coordinate point mentioned by the entourage.

As the name suggests, the "Red Crater" is a crater with a diameter of about 500 meters, but fortunately the crater wall is not steep, so you can enter and exit it freely even by motorcycle.

Inside the crater, Lin Chi saw the smoking landing compartment.

It's a pity that this operation will obviously not go so smoothly......

Buzzing!

Hearing the sound of the engine erupting from behind, Lin Chi and Frankenstein turned their heads sharply, only to see two off-road vehicles that were hiding somewhere just now were speeding towards them, and the words "scientific research" on the body were particularly eye-catching.

- Was it the people of science who came to loot the spaceship's supplies?

Realizing this, Lin Chi jumped off the motorcycle, took out the four-barreled grenade launcher from his backpack, aimed at the off-road vehicle rushing in front, and decisively pulled the trigger.

Rumble!

A cloud of green smoke erupted from the sand, and due to his low proficiency, the two grenades he fired missed the target without suspense, and hit the SUV a full ten meters away.

"It's too crooked." Frankenstein complains.

"No way, I don't feel ...... now," Lin Chi said and jumped quickly to the right, avoiding the position near the motorcycle.

One of the two jeeps rushed towards Frankenstein, and the other was speeding towards Lin Chi, obviously trying to run him straight to death. In the face of the menacing enemy, Lin Chi didn't say a word - he decisively put away the grenade launcher, jumped out two more steps, and avoided the collision of the off-road vehicle.

At close range, even if he blew the car away with a grenade launcher, he himself would have to be killed. The Tyrannosaurus Rex has run out of bullets, and it looks like it can only use an assault rifle.

When the consciousness determined the combat strategy, the virtual body that had experienced a hundred battles had already made corresponding movements, Lin Chi took out the ACR from his backpack, aimed at the jeep that was drifting and turning in a half-kneeling shooting position, and calmly raised his gun and fired.

Small tongues of fire erupted from the muzzle of the ACR, and a dozen bullets slammed into the windows of the SUV, and although half of them were off target, a few of them hit the windows, leaving only white marks.

"Bulletproof glass?" He grumbled under his breath.

In this way, the guns in his hands will not be useful, and the explosives will not be used, so it seems that he can only find a way to open the car door and drag the people inside out, for a "GTA player's daily life......

Lin Chi was looking for an opportunity to get into the car, but saw that the sunroof on the roof of the off-road vehicle was opened, and a small turret slowly rose, aiming the two gun barrels at his body!

"I'll go, this is not leaving people ...... alive"

Now, he finally understands why the "scientists" can run rampant in the Martian wasteland, and the firepower of these guys does have an overwhelming advantage on this barren planet.

Now, I can only try it!

Seeing that the turret on the off-road vehicle was aiming, Lin Chi took out his M134 six-barrel aviation machine gun from his backpack while jumping backwards, and was about to break the net with the other party, but saw an irregularly shaped black object flying from the crater and landing next to the jeep.

Rumble!

The hot flames instantly covered the area near the jeep, and the sweeping shock wave shook Lin Chi staggered back a few steps, and when he saw the explosion, he already understood who the entourage he brought in this time was:

A bloated figure in a spacesuit slowly emerged from the smoke of the explosion, and when he saw Lin Chi, he suddenly waved his hand happily:

"Lao Tzu is back, I'm here!" The Soviet explosives expert, nicknamed "Crazy Ivan", kept waving.

"It's you again......" Lin Chi shook his head weakly.

Thinking back to Frankenstein's equally unserious entourage, he knew that the course of this game would probably be a little more variable......