Wen Ya got up after an hour, "Okay, it's OK, it's OK." ”

Dexter watched the whole process of Wen Ya's operation, and knew that there should be no problem, so he took off the armor on his body, replaced it with the repaired sand crab armor, and connected the line.

"Line Connected ......"

"Warframe is about to start working......

"The defense system is activated, the maximum defense against level 8 sandstorms, the duration is one hundred and twenty minutes, and the consumption of three blocks of basic energy ......"

Dexter glanced at the basic data on the brain, raised his hand, and moved his fingers slightly, "Give him a certificate of residence." ”

"Yes." The guards who had followed Dexter handed over the proof of residence to Wen Ya.

"Ambition City has entered a state of second-level security, and the whole city has a curfew from 7 p.m. to 6 a.m. the next morning, and no people are allowed to go out." Dexter finished speaking and left the shop with the guards.

"Curfew?"

"Yes, I don't know what kind of madness is up there, I heard that a ceasefire agreement has been signed on both sides of the Radiation Sea, and now it is more strictly grasped than before." Wild Boar explained.

"Fibman's nominal disciple, he has done well and can work now."

"Okay, no problem."

Wen Ya went up to the attic to put down the suitcase, without a moment's delay, and immediately went down to the attic, the wild boar opened the back door to the store, "This is the studio, now the task is heavy, I see that your maintenance speed is quite fast, there should be no need to work overtime." ”

"I'll get the job done with quality and quantity."

Wen Ya walked into the studio, only to find that there was a factory building behind the store, separated by a black cloth in the middle, wide and tidy, and the tool parts on the workbench were neatly arranged.

The basic armor that needs to be repaired is piled up in the corner, and the number is indeed huge.

"Am I the only one?" Wen Ya rolled up her sleeves and moved the armor that needed to be repaired to the crafting table.

"If it weren't for the recent surge in the number of Warframes that need to be repaired, I probably wouldn't have hired you." The wild boar changed into a work coat, took the oversized wrench he had just thrown in his hand, and pulled away the black cloth.

A full set of power armor appeared in Wen Ya's sight......

Snapdragon Power Armor, Basic, can fire rockets, individual artillery shells, equipped with a heavy machine gun, weighs 1500 kg, and lasts for 10 hours......

The wild boar really has power armor here, so the large wrench can only be used on power armor or manned armor.

However, this set of Snapdragon power armor is much weaker than the Hell power armor, and in Wen Ya's opinion, it is like a person trapped in a layer of iron lumps.

"Why, in addition to repairing ordinary warframes, power armor can also work?" The boar nimbly climbed onto the shoulders of the Snapdragon Power Armor and asked as he repaired the helmet of the Snapdragon Power Armor.

"No, I just know this Snapdragon power armor." Wen Ya began to repair the ordinary battle armor with a blank face.

Just kidding, the maintenance engineers who can repair power armor are basically "raised" by big families.

A armor maintenance engineer who has been in his hands for less than two years after getting the certificate can do this?

If you are kicked in the head by a donkey, you will succeed in this ability.

Wen Ya repaired the ordinary armor while quietly observing the wild boar, although the tonnage of the wild boar was extremely heavy, but the movements of the hand were smooth.

The entire set of Snapdragon power armor weighs 1,500 kilograms, and the weight of any part is not light, especially the whole large part.

The wild boar can be easily done with one hand, and two hands can carry out several processes at the same time without interfering with each other......

Sure enough, it's a tyrannosaurus...... It shouldn't be called a wild boar!

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