(); As the three priests chanted in unison, a white light suddenly erupted from their hands and spread rapidly.

In an instant, this white light spread thousands of square kilometers and swept the entire ancient battlefield.

The three rings disappeared from the priests' hands in an instant, and a moment later, they suddenly appeared at the highest place of the three cities of Yigu, Dinggu, and Togu. The three rings are linked together to form an invisible barrier. From this moment on, except for those involved in the organ war, no outsiders are allowed to enter and leave the ancient battlefield at will!

At this time, the ancient battlefield became a semi-enclosed space, completely used for the war of the organs.

When the white light spread, it cleared all the fog on the ancient battlefield. This ancient battlefield ushered in a brief period of sunshine, and all the obstacles were cleared, and everything could be seen clearly.

But the image only lasted for a dozen seconds.

When the barrier was generated, the fog poured in again from somewhere, and the rapidly moving air turned into a violent wind, which swept through the three main cities and the flags above the bases.

Chang Ming stood at the top of the base, his short hair flying wildly, he covered his eyes with one hand and looked up at the sky.

That's the power of the Temple!

With a wave of your hand, you can change the environment of the huge ancient battlefield!

This kind of power is indeed like a miracle, far beyond the reach of the mechanic!

Chang Ming glanced at it from a distance, jumped down from a height, and disappeared into the base in an instant.

After a while, he was outside the Heaven Slashing City, where a large number of mechanics were gathered.

The divisions participating in the organ war are mainly divided into two major departments: the production department and the war department. At present, the warheads have been divided into various battle groups and distributed to various bases in the ancient battlefield.

The mechanics of the production department were originally divided into three wings to jointly carry out the construction of the base in the early stage, but now that the construction of the base is complete, they are regrouped to each team. In front of Chang Ming gathered all the members of the maintenance team, they lined up in a queue, neatly together, in front of the team were three captains, who were listening to the captain Ming Ting's lecture together.

The machine car formed by the sky ray swished and drove over, stopped outside the crowd, and everyone watched together.

Chang Ming got out of the car, which immediately caused a small commotion.

"Brother Chang, Brother Chang is back!!"

Ming Ting's face also showed joy, but immediately the joy turned into seriousness, and he shouted: "Quiet! When you are in the army, you must be disciplined and obey the arrangement!

Hearing this, Chang Ming couldn't help but touch his nose. To say that ** is loose, there is no more excessive than him in the entire Dongwu Prefecture. As soon as the base was built, he ran away alone, and he didn't see anyone for ten days, and he didn't participate in the war ceremony......

He was a little embarrassed, and one of the people in the team retorted: "If you want to say ** casual, then the first brother has to be Brother Chang!"

Fan Zhiming, you kid remember for me!

Chang Ming glared at that person, and Ming Ting had already shouted loudly: "Your brother Chang's actions were specially approved by the War Committee! If you have the ability, you can also get me a special approval back, and I don't care about you!"

Oh, so the committee has made amends for me......

Chang Ming smiled, strode over, saluted to Ming Ting, and said loudly: "Chang Ming is back in the team!"

Ming Ting still couldn't help but show a hint of joy, and said, "Okay, I'm allowed to return to the team!"

He stared at Chang Ming a few times, and the eyes of several people next to him swept over and greeted Chang Ming with his eyes.

But when it comes to discipline, there is nothing stronger than the rearmament brigade now.

The mechanics have always had a strong sense of autonomy, and are rarely willing to listen to people's orders. But that's when you don't convince him and don't let him see enough good.

Now there is a Chang Ming in the maintenance brigade, and he has achieved the ultimate in both aspects!

Sometimes, the difference in level is too great and may not be able to achieve this effect, the key is that Chang Ming is only an intermediate mechanic, and he is at the same level as them, but he shows a strength that is much higher than this. Furthermore, Chang Ming is strong, but he does not hide his selfishness. From Chang Ming's hands, each of them has improved and improved. Based on this alone, their purpose of participating in the organ war has been achieved.

Therefore, the discipline of the rearmament brigade is much stricter than that of other troops, because, in such an orderly situation, their interests can be maximized!

Chang Ming joined the team, and Ming Ting continued to lecture everyone, announcing the specific work of the brigade in the next war process.

As the name suggests, the work of the maintenance brigade is "maintenance", and in the final analysis, it is maintenance and sorting.

The ancient battlefield is so big that battles can happen everywhere, and in addition to the built bases, there are all kinds of transportation devices, war monsters, and ...... Everything in all the relevant agencies is within their purview.

However, there are only more than 60 people in the rearmament brigade, and it is extremely arduous to rely on more than 60 people to be responsible for the rearmament of the entire battlefield.

So, the rearmament brigade was again split into three groups, for a total of twenty groups. Each group is responsible for an area of the battlefield. Within this area, they are responsible for all damage to the mechanism.

Ming Ting pulled out a map, and the various areas had been delineated on the map.

These twenty areas are based on thirty-six bases, each containing one or two bases, with a total area of more than 100 square kilometers.

There is only one team, that is, three people!

Therefore, the work of everyone in the rearmament brigade was very heavy, and they had to run almost non-stop for ten days of the war.

The mechanics looked at the large map displayed in front of them, carefully observing the area they belonged to.

Fortunately, after the construction of the base, they have a certain idea of the defensive line formed by the base and the position in the battlefield. Under this concept, they can roughly distinguish the extent and orientation of their own area.

During these 10 days, they will continue to accumulate points. The score is divided into two parts, one is the average integrity of the organs in the area to which they belong, and the other is the number of maintenance agencies. The former has a much higher score than the latter.

Therefore, if any group is lucky and there are not many battles in their area, they will have a big advantage.

However, if the speed of preparation is fast and the quantity is large, it can still pull up the score.

Generally speaking, this scoring method is relatively fair, the mechanics nodded silently, and Fan Zhiming muttered: "God forbid, don't let me play too hard, let me be a little more leisurely......"

Lu Ban pursed his lips and whispered: "What's good about being lazy, you can hone your skills in actual combat!"

Many self-motivated mechanics, Fan Zhiming rolled his eyes and said: "You can still get points if you are lazy, what's the bad ......?"

After Ming Ting introduced the battle methods and scoring rules, he finally began to group groups.

If the team leader is grouped, some people will feel unfair no matter how they are divided. Therefore, Ming Ting Suo decided to draw lots, and luck decided everything!

The three captains each took out a big box, and Ming Ting pointed to the box and said, "Three boxes, two draw groups, and one draw area." Whether you're lazy or hone your skills is up to your luck. ”

The box patterns of the two groups are a little different, one can only be drawn by high-level mechanics, and the other is of course for intermediate mechanics.

In principle, each team has one senior mechanic and two junior mechanics, so that the strength can be matched appropriately.

An organ master shouted loudly: "Brother Chang has to be counted as a senior organ master, right?"

A few people next to him coaxed together, and Ming Ting nodded and said, "That's right, he was originally assigned to a senior organ division." ”

Everyone laughed together, Chang Ming touched his nose and laughed embarrassedly.

As soon as the draw began, everyone shouted together: "Brother Chang first!"

Qiao Chen held the box of the senior mechanic, looked at Chang Ming with a smile, and handed it forward.

Chang Ming was not polite, strode forward, and pulled out a note casually.

The mechanics next to him looked at him expectantly, Chang Ming opened the note, looked at it, and said, "The second group." ”

Ming Ting nodded and said, "Yes, you are the senior mechanic of the second group!"

After listening to his results with bated breath, the intermediate mechanic shouted together: "Hurry up, let me draw, I want to draw a group with Brother Chang!"

No matter how fierce they screamed, the draw was also carried out in line. After a while, everyone held a slip in their hands, Fan Zhiming held the note tightly with both hands, closed his eyes, and muttered to himself like burning incense: "God bless, let me ...... with Brother Chang"

He carefully opened the note, and immediately cheered and jumped up: "The second group, the second group, I am the second group, and I am in the same group as Brother Chang!"

He jumped up and down excitedly, holding his note, and proudly showing off to the people around him.

An intermediate organ master next to him shouted: "Impossible, how can you make your kid's wish come true? It must be a lie!"

Fan Zhiming triumphantly opened his note and showed him: "Do you see it? The second group is the second group! Hahahaha, my luck is the best in the world!"

A senior mechanic with two junior mechanics, then there is one in addition to Fan Zhiming.

One by one, the intermediate mechanics opened their notes with great anticipation, and a scream rang out: "The second is me, and I am also from the second group!"

The voice was crisp and loud, clearly a child's voice.

There is only one child in the entire maintenance brigade, of course, it is Yue Zitian!

Although she is young, she is also a full-fledged intermediate mechanic, and she has been working and training with everyone for a long time. She is well-behaved and capable, never lazy, and everyone likes her.

At this time, I heard that she got the second place, and everyone sighed that they were unlucky, and at the same time touched her head lovingly to congratulate her.

Yue Zitian is so harmonious here, but Fan Zhiming is different. After the lottery was over, a group of people pounced on him and shouted with hideous expressions: "You kid is really lucky, crush you to death!"

One by one, the mechanics threw him to the ground, pressing him down one by one, crushing him to the bottom.

Fan Zhiming shouted loudly, his voice full of pride and joy.

"Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is lucky!Hahaha, I envy you to death!" (To be continued.) )