"What do you mean by that?" Lin Chi narrowed his eyes.

"You're still too young, you'll understand what I mean later." Sam turned and sat back down on the pile of corpses, not at all intending to continue the topic: "Call me when you go." ”

After finishing speaking, the thing closed his eyes, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate, seeing this strange "swordsman", Lin Chi dragged Frankenstein to the side, lowered his voice and asked, "Is he reliable?" ”

"It's definitely more reliable than the retinue who almost blew up his master." Frankenstein said coldly.

"Don't hurt me with this, I've got that bastard out of here." Lin Chi sighed.

Crazy Ivan's act of death almost made the entire team reimburse directly here, and Lin Chi couldn't do anything about that pit goods. After all, Crazy Ivan's blasting ability can still come in handy.

Now that the retinue has been recruited, it's time to think about heading to Mount Olympus.

"Do you have any props you have that can be used to modify motorcycles?" Lin Chi said and stood next to the motorcycle, reaching out to brush the cold metal shell of the motorcycle: "This thing consumes energy too quickly. ”

- This motorcycle can travel for up to half an hour with solar energy, and can only travel for an hour with jet fuel, which is really not suitable for long-distance travel.

On the way back, the motorcycle also stopped halfway, and after Lin Chi got out of the car, he unfolded the solar panels on both sides of the car and roasted them in the sun for a long time before finally recovering to a functioning state and carrying them back to the territory of the Blood Eagle Clan.

"Add solar panels." Frankenstein gestured to the back seat of the motorcycle.

"But then you won't be able to carry people." Lin Chi denied the other party's opinion.

He had also thought about adding a few battery plates to his motorcycle, but that was only if he was alone, and now that they had two players and two followers on their team, it was barely enough to rely on a single motorcycle, and it was completely unrealistic to continue to add battery plates.

"There's no other way." Frankenstein shook his head, and a bloody glint suddenly flashed in his eyes: "I can open the teleportation port, or kill other players in seconds." ”

"Damn, I said don't cheat." Lin Chi, who hated the behavior of hanging in the game, decisively rejected the proposal.

- So, are there any other vehicles that can be found?

Lin Chi thought for a few seconds, and suddenly remembered the "marauders" he encountered in the desert before he found the Blood Eagle Clan's station.

"That armor is probably restored?"

Thinking of this, he also immediately filled up the motorcycle with gas and glanced at Frankenstein:

"Come with me, let's go and bring back that armor."

Judging from the situation during the previous battles, the Marauder's Warframe was undoubtedly very flexible, and could even fly close to the ground for short periods of time.

Although that thing can't even carry a taser, the local criminal tribes on Mars shouldn't have a taser as a weapon, and if you can find a way to fix that set of armor, only players need to be wary of!

With that set of power armor, the team's combat effectiveness will undoubtedly be improved a lot, and it can also be more flexible when moving.

"Let's go." Frankenstein nodded, put on the helmet of his hazmat suit, stepped into the back seat of the motorcycle, and said to Sam, who was still sitting on the corpse, "Stay here." ”

"Have a nice trip." The middle-aged man with a face full of vicissitudes waved his hand, didn't even open his eyes, and continued to sit in the bloody cave to "recuperate".

After putting on the protective suit, Lin Chi drove the motorcycle out of the cave and was about to drive down the hillside, but saw Crazy Ivan leaning against the stone wall, his face had turned purple red due to lack of oxygen:

"I can't do it anymore...... I'm going to die......" The scrawny demolition expert, with his hands outstretched and scratching at the rocks, looked like a female ghost in a horror movie.

"Who told you to come out without wearing protective clothing......" Lin Chi said angrily: "Go in." ”

Hearing this, the crazy Ivan, who originally looked like he was going to die, suddenly stood up and trotted all the way into the cave leisurely, and the pain he had shown before disappeared in an instant.

"Your retinue is unreliable." Frankenstein commented.

"He's pretty reliable when he's fighting." Lin Chi said a little weakly.

Motorcycles filled with jet fuel rushed into the Martian desert again, speeding towards the location where the marauders had died.

Lin Chi knew that a full day had passed since the Marauder died, and that power armor had most likely been dismantled by the scavengers or taken away by the scientists. But even so, he planned to check it out.

A strong gust of wind blew from the western side of the desert, kicking up small patches of sand and dust, reducing visibility ahead.

When he was about to reach the target location, through the sand and dust in the air, Lin Chi immediately noticed that there was a huge shadow standing on the sand in front of him.

It seems that their luck is not bad, the power armor is still in place, and it has not been taken by the others.

Realizing this, Lin Chi increased the throttle and rushed over. To be on the safe side, he parked his motorcycle on the sand twenty meters away from the power armor.

After Lin Chi pulled out the car keys, he got out of the car with Frankenstein, took out the weapon from his backpack, and walked over cautiously.

In a desert where there is no law or morality, violence and brutality are all the rules, and there may be scavengers with bad intentions lurking nearby, waiting for members of other tribes to step into the trap.

As he slowly approached the power armor, Lin Chi looked around left and right, looking for nearby anomalies. Then, he immediately noticed an unusual situation in the sand:

Unlike the nearby sand dunes, the sand seemed to be a little too flat, and although the Marine Power Armor was still in place, the body of the Marauder who had been blasted by the Tyrannosaurus Rex shotgun was gone.

- Is it a trap?

Sensing something strange nearby, Lin Chi and Frankenstein stopped, and did not continue to approach the power armor, but just cast their vigilant gaze on the sand near the power armor:

The members of the Martian tribe basically use melee weapons, and if those guys are in ambush, they may choose to hide under the sand and launch a surprise attack when others are approaching.

If this was the case, Lin Chi wouldn't be too worried, after all, those people couldn't be his opponents with Frankenstein in close combat. But...... If someone else is setting up an ambush......

Thinking of the possibility of the scientist setting a trap, Lin Chi looked down at his feet whose power armor was half covered by sand, and a faint light that was imperceptible flashed in his sight:

Seeing an inconspicuous thin line connecting the feet of the power armor to the sand next to him, Lin Chi whispered, "There are bombs." ”

"Camera." Frankenstein raised his hand, pointing at a tiny glowing device attached to the back of his cobalt blue armor.

"Sure enough, it's a scientist." Lin Chi sighed: "It's troublesome." ”