Iron Slag's sudden anger directly scared the two girls stupidly. In their eyes, the regimental leader, who has always been calm and calm, is like a fierce beast like thunder at this moment, and his eyes are glowing with crimson blood, as if he will lose control and burst out at any time.

After a long while, Iron Slag took a deep breath and gradually calmed down.

"I'm sorry, I'm ...... It's a bit of a gaffe. Iron Slag scratched his hair and said apologetically.

"The head of the regiment doesn't need to apologize~ Chizuru likes to be scared by the head of the regiment so that his heart is pounding, it's so comfortable~" As he spoke, Mu Qianhe patted his chest, and his chest shook for a while, and his mouth was dry.

"Did Kerr say the wrong thing?" Qin Ke'er asked timidly.

"It's nothing...... Iron Slag waved his hand and said, "but suddenly it feels a little unfair......

"Leader~Don't do this next time~" Qin Ke'er patted her little chest and said softly, "Fang Cai~ I'm almost scared to death Ke'er~"

"I'm so timid~ Let my sister take a look, are your pants wet~" Mu Qianhe bit his lip and teased.

"You...... You're just ......" Halfway through speaking, Qin Ke'er blushed, not knowing what words to use.

"Come on~Let my sister take a look~" After speaking, Mu Qianhe excitedly climbed to the back seat of the driver's seat and wanted to pull Qin Keer's pants. The latter dodged left and right in embarrassment, trying to dodge the former's outstretched hand. However, Mu Qianzuru's hands and feet are longer than hers, and she can't resist at all.

"Come on~ Don't hide~ Look at a lot of meat~" "Don't ...... Don't come here...... ""Little baby~You'll catch a cold if your pants are wet~" "Ah...... You go away......" "You scream~ You shout~ There is no one else here~ It's useless for you to shout and cut your throat~" "Good sister~" "It's useless to call a good mother~Come on~Let my sister see~""I...... I'll bite you to death......" At this moment, Mu Qianhe is like a big prostitute, and Qin Ke'er is like a poor prostitute, facing a strong and powerful offensive, she can only retreat one after another, and finally is forced into a corner, begging for mercy in a low voice.

"Come on~ bite me~ I'm not afraid of biting~ ...... that night" Suddenly, the two women were stunned at the same time, as if they had touched some taboo, and suddenly stopped.

"I'll spare you today~" Mu Qianhe was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said in a long voice. Qin Ke'er snorted, sat up straight, and cut her hair.

At this time, Iron Slag looked ahead without focus, as if he was lost in thought, and did not notice the fight between the two women at all. Wind Sand Castle's management of the Worms is, in some ways, more brutal than the Temple. The purpose of the Temple Burn is to drive the Worms to areas of high radiation, while the purpose of the Wind Sand Castle is to turn the Worms into their slaves and livestock.

No one can resist Jack's temptation, not just ordinary humans, let alone insects with strong natural desires. Once they are contaminated, they can no longer quit and live in the shadow of drug dependence for the rest of their lives until they die. Even a strong-willed iron slag is not confident that he can quit. He has developed a strong drug dependence even on stimulants, let alone Jack.

Wind Sand Castle lures the insects with a legitimate, decent life to become their tools, and when they lose their usefulness, they are ruthlessly abandoned. In this dimly lit world, the insects live in harsh, oppressive conditions for many years. For them, this life is undoubtedly a great temptation. It was not difficult for him to imagine that even under such harsh conditions, there would still be countless insects flocking to this city of death. Perhaps, only drunken life and dream death is their final destination......

"It's a pity that the Temple of Glory is gone...... Suddenly, the chef's words seemed to echo in his ears and could not be dispersed for a long time......

After a while, Wang Hu and Bai Xiaoyun completed the formalities, returned to the parking lot, and began to direct the convoy of the Wolf Clan Legion to the Academy Alliance camp east of the Wind Sand Castle.

The roads here are wide and are standard two-way four-lane lanes. The road was lined with shops of all kinds, from cake shops to bakeries with steam, clothing stores, equipment shops, restaurants, barber shops, and more. At this moment, there are many pedestrians on the street, including young men and women, middle-aged men and women, as well as old people and children, and it is a lively and prosperous scene.

After about 20 minutes, the convoy drove into an open area. As far as the eye can see, there are large tents in the shape of long breads and dark green canvas. This area is the exclusive camp of the Academy Alliance, and it is stationed here until the team receives a specific mission.

Led by the lead car, the convoy drove along the swarthy road for several minutes to three huge tents. After stopping the car, the members of the wolf clan clan jumped out of the big truck one after another, and under the command of Wang Hu and the captains, they began to carry military equipment and daily necessities one after another, as well as clean the camp, install shelves and beds and other matters.

At present, the Wolf Warrior Legion has more than 160 people, including the logistics personnel. There are too many people, so the iron slag naturally doesn't have to work. After all, this is not a time of war, and there is no emergency, and if the regiment commander rolls up his sleeves and goes out in person, it is easy to be laughed at by other teams. However, there was nothing to do, and he was a little bored. At this time, Qin Ke'er was counting the supplies, and Mu Qianhe was also arranging the parking of the mecha. Without the company of the two women, Iron Slag is really a little boring alone. Looking at the busy players, he yawned deeply, casually picked up a sunhat to cover his face, then lifted his bipod on the front door of the jeep, moved comfortably, and took a nap.

At this moment, Bai Xiaoyun, who was commanding the porters, saw that the regiment commander was sleepy, and hurriedly found a military blanket, and pushed the work at hand to the match that happened to pass by, and then ran over. Climbing into the jeep, he lightly covered the regimental commander with a blanket, and then stayed in the car. It seems that he intends to stand guard for the regimental commander. In the blink of an eye, I saw him holding his head high, with one hand on his waist and the pistol on his waist in the other, like a senior guard.

But in fact, the iron slag did not really fall asleep. He's just too bored and pretending to sleep. Inadvertently, the corner of his eye fell on Bai Xiaoyun's right hand holding the gun, and he immediately lifted his sun hat, sat up straight, and reminded lightly: "Your safety bolt is not pulled properly." ”

"Ahh Bai Xiaoyun was suddenly startled, and hurriedly pulled out his pistol to check. I saw that the safety bolt was open! When he thought that he was carrying a gun that would go off at any time during this time, he was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat.

At the same time that Bai Xiaoyun pulled out the gun, in order to prevent the rookie from accidentally going off, the iron slag was about to turn over and jump out of the car, but at the moment before the force, he found that Bai Xiaoyun's gun was just a simulated toy......

After a moment of sluggishness, Bai Xiaoyun trembled his hands and carefully closed the safety bolt, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and sighed: "It's really scared to death." Looking at the former's reaction, Tie Slag estimated that he didn't know that his gun was fake, and then secretly sighed at the caution of the deputy head Wang Hu. The guns for rookies must be fake, otherwise non-combat attrition will occur at any time. Just now is a good example, Bai Xiaoyun can actually do such a thing as forgetting to pull insurance, which can be seen. Then, he thought maliciously, could Wang Hu's gun for Qin Ke'er also be a toy gun? Thinking of this, he couldn't help grinning, and decided to call Qin Ke'er over at dinner time to verify it properly.

Just as he thought about dinner, he suddenly realized something abnormal, but he wasn't sure what it was. He racked his brain for a while, but he still didn't understand what was wrong. But just when he was about to give up thinking, he subconsciously looked at the sky. At this moment, the sky was a thin orange-red, and the sparse small clouds were drifting lazily, a quiet and peaceful scene.

At this time, his brow furrowed, and he finally figured out what the problem was. It was dusk, and it had remained in its twilight state since he arrived in Desert Five.

"How is the time calculated here?" Iron Slag faced Bai Xiaoyun and asked casually.

"It's about five times the size of the Silver City World, and there are one hundred and twenty-two hours a day." Bai Xiaoyun replied.

"Isn't it going to be hot at noon? Will it be cold at night? Iron Slag continued to ask, having experienced the polar day and night, he could guess that the night without sunlight would be very cold, and the middle of the day, when the sun was too full, would become very hot because the heat of the ground could not be dissipated.

"Well, it's forty-two degrees Celsius at noon, and it's minus forty-five degrees at night." Bai Xiaoyun nodded and said.

"Is there plenty of water here?" Iron Slag asked again.

Bai Xiaoyun took out the communicator, checked the information for a while, and said: "There are groundwater resources, but it is necessary to drill a deep well of more than 1,000 meters, and the amount of water taken depends on the local situation. ”

Next, Tie Slag asked some specific questions, and Bai Xiaoyun answered them one by one.

Desert No. 5 is home to hundreds of millions of bee ant colonies, and the area controlled by humans is less than 3 million square kilometers. Of these three million square kilometers, a satellite receiver is to be built within a radius of every 30 kilometers. Within the range of signal coverage, human legions can support each other, and in terms of wind sand castles, they can also airdrop psionic power armor troops to the front line in the first time.

In areas under human control, there is still a great danger. Desert No. 5 is a vast area, and a large number of bee ant colonies can invade human strongholds and fortresses at any time. Fortunately, the terrain of Desert 5 is very suitable for vehicle walking, and most of the area is red hard earth, and mechanized troops can move quickly.

Whenever a large number of bees and ants attack, the first troops to encounter it are to keep a watch and retreat backwards. Introduce the bee ant colony into the encirclement first, and then close the encirclement. In addition, there are formed psionic troops to support the battlefield at any time. In the area covered by human satellite signals, even a bee ant colony led by the golden queen insect may not be able to bargain much.

Of course, if there really is a golden worm on the battlefield, the human Saint Rank powerhouse will inevitably rush to the front line and directly participate in the battle. The bee ant swarm is a highly intelligent creature, and the golden queen worm among them, or the golden master, rarely participates directly in battle. After all, the area controlled by humans is very small, and the bee ant colonies are relatively independent from each other, so there are few high-level insect colonies in wars for resources.

Moreover, bee ant colonies are the same as humans, and there are various conflicts of interest between bee ant colonies and insect colonies. Although they all obey the "will of the great unification of the universe", small conflicts and small contradictions never stop.

In Desert Five, people can often see civil wars between bee ant swarms, and the level of civil wars is very high, sometimes even the "Crimson Thunderbeast" and the "Crimson Scorpion" can be seen. According to the analysis of scholars, if the bee ant swarm in Desert No. 5 can be united, they only need to gather three percent of their forces to attack the wind sand castle, and the humans will roll up and leave; If they then gathered fifteen percent of their forces to attack the plane gates, the Silver City World would fall immediately.

It's just that hundreds of years have passed, and the bee ant colony is still fighting among themselves, and humans have been able to survive in the cracks......