Mu Fan rubbed his head, and after re-entering the light, he found that he was back at the entrance of the metal revolving door.

What kind of boot camp is this? Didn't the fat man say that the simulated battle is meaningless? How can there be such a perverted boot camp.

Looking around, Mu Fan confirmed that he was no longer in the training base full of death, and exhaled.

Looking at the electronic screen at the door, a red no-pass sign has been shown on it, and the countdown has begun to be displayed, and it is about 0:00 the next day. When the time comes, you can go back in, which is the day after the mysterious fighter said.

How can it be so humane, and the technology is so advanced! Mu Fan walked out of the training camp with a deep awe of science and technology.

It's still a depressing mechanical city that can't see the sky. Looking down at the wristband, "Lemon Balloon - Online - Fighting." ”

Mu Fan sent a message with one finger: "I'm Mu Fan, I'm out." ”

……

In the scene of ten kilometers of urban ruins, a mecha painted orange is hiding obscenely in the gap created by a piece of rubble pressed against the broken wall next to a building.

The fat man is gritting his teeth in the cockpit of the sixth-generation half-fantasy mecha of the lemon balloon at the moment: "You bronze five-star scumbags, look at my brother's mecha well, and you want to join forces to trap me, dog." ”

The fact is that the bronze five-star on the opposite side is obviously the person who opened the trumpet, and the fat man's plan to think that silver into bronze is like a fish in water has been completely shattered. This has happened fifty times, if not a hundred. Every time the fat man encounters it, he dies very simply, but who knows that this gang encountered this time is obviously psychopathic, six people on each side, the other party cooperates in pairs, and the marksmanship is accurate, destroying the legs of a few friendly mecha that will not dodge, and then cutting off the limbs with an alloy knife, leaving one to keep the body of the cockpit. And then...... These shameless people actually kicked the ball.

I've already kicked five of them, fat brother, I won't go out if I say anything, it's too embarrassing.

Suddenly, two red dots appeared on the radar scanner in front of the left, enemy! The fat man gritted his teeth, prayed, and turned on the engine silent mode.

Fortunately, my brother's mecha is good, and the bronze scum on the opposite side is only the first system mecha of the fifth generation.

, yes, I'm afraid of Mao in the other side of the five generations, the gap between the mecha is too big, okay!

When PO Battle.net is playing a small and medium-sized team battle with 12 players, the default matchmaking can only be one generation shorter. That is to say, the people you encounter when driving a fourth-generation mecha are the lowest fourth-generation initial mechas, and the highest are the fifth-generation initial mechas. The system will not assign opponents who are too far apart, as this would cause obvious injustice. The gap between each generation of mecha is 5~8 years, which is enough to open up a more obvious gap in technical level. If you go to more than seven generations of higher level, the gap can even reach 10 years per generation.

This is the fantasy fighting area, and the fat man is sitting in the quiet cockpit at the moment and keeps muttering: "You guys are so awesome to go to the real fighting area, what are you doing here, you are really sick to play fantasy with the free mecha sent by the system." ”

Two red dots on the radar are approaching, no, it's spotting me. The fat man has an unexpected talent for the perception of danger, especially when it comes to running for his life, and the fat man can always burst out at the highest level.

Seeing two red dots entering the building behind him, this is to sneak through the wall.

Suddenly, the wristband sounded: "I'm Mu Fan, I'm out." “

So fast! The fat man was stunned, it was only a little longer, and the battle was not over yet.

Immediately, the fat man gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "You scumbags, you have to force Young Master Harry to make a move." “

Detonate! War Scorpion Mine!

I saw that the ground in the building behind the fat mecha suddenly cracked out four holes the size of a football, and four mechanical scorpions glowing with white metallic light crawled out, and then the laser beam locked onto the two mechas that had just turned off the active scanning and infiltrated the first floor of the building.

Bounce, crash! Four scorpions catapulted at unimaginable speeds.

Rumble! Rumble! A violent explosion exploded, and the orange mecha where the fat man was was blasted out with a huge impact.

As for those two, they have long been blown to pieces.

"Look down at your fat grandfather, this is the most equipped fantasy system in the sixth-generation mecha I bought." Young Master Harry said viciously.

The two red dots on the radar disappeared in an instant.

"Damn! No. 3, No. 6, call No. 3, No. 6. "The enemy captain called his teammates in the team's communication channel, but unfortunately there was no response.

System Prompt: "Lemon Balloon" killed "Qiao Musen"

System Prompt: "Lemon Balloon" killed "Zeldaka"

System Prompt: "Lemon Balloon" has completed a double kill

"Hahahaha! You scumbags! The fat man's arrogant voice came from the ruins through a megaphone.

"Bang!"

Such a conspicuous orange mecha is like a lighthouse in the dark, and with a clear gunshot, the fat mecha's energy chamber is torn apart by the huge sniper rifle ammunition, which in turn triggers a high-temperature energy explosion.

"You're big..." The fat man was swallowed up by the fire before he could spit it out.

The figure of the fat man appeared in the waiting area, where there were a lot of sparse people, and the fat man leaned into the sofa with a depressed expression.

"I'm tired of fat brother, these pig teammates!" The fat man was full of resentment about the battle just now. There is no cooperation at all, it is completely messy, if it weren't for the fact that my brother was equipped and dragged two, this would be a pure compensation.

Hey, something seems to have been forgotten?

The fat man patted his head, by the way, Mu Fan said that he came out. The battle just now was so tense that I almost forgot about it.

"Video request, is it approved?" Mu Fan had been staring at the wristband in a daze for several minutes, and finally there was a dinging sound and he heard the prompt sound of the video connection.

"Mu Fan? Why did you come out so quickly, I just said that it was quite boring training. The fat man's depressed expression had not completely subsided.

"Well, it's over. What are you doing now" Mu Fan didn't want to explain too much, he really felt too embarrassed, he went in and died twice, and it felt so realistic, plus he didn't like to explain in the first place, so that's it.

The fat man said depressedly: "I was fighting just now, I didn't pay attention to your information, those grandsons killed me and lost, alas." ”

Mu Fan didn't have a complete concept of winning or losing now, and asked, "What are you doing now?" ”

The fat man saw that Mu Fan didn't answer his words at all, and looked bitter: "Wait, I'll send you the coordinates, and you will go to the teleportation point next to the training camp to come to me later." ”

"Ding, I received a coordinate invitation from my friend Lemon Balloon, whether it is synchronized to navigation."

"Yes." Mu Fan clicked to confirm, and soon the walking route was projected on the light curtain, and Mu Fan raised his head to confirm the location of the teleportation point in front of the right, where there were many people coming in and out, and there were bursts of white light flashing.

Mu Fan walked into the eggshell-like building, and when he entered, he found that there were not so many crowded people, but only himself, and it seemed that the PO battle network automatically opened up a separate teleportation space for everyone.

Tell me where the teleportation is, and a floating strip of automatic console will ask.

"The transmission location is as follows: coordinates XXXX, XXXX"

"Confirm, please step into the teleportation aperture and the teleportation begins. ”

In a flash, the whiteboard recruits, who did not pass the combat training, and then forgot that there was still mecha training, directly teleported out of the recruit base.