More than a dozen people, four cars, this time there is no unmanned driving, but a special driver to drive.

Mo Sheng sat in the co-pilot, pinned the silver pistol to his waist, and looked at the front blankly.

He was still immersed in the information about the world that he had just learned from No. 001, and this time Mo Sheng gave him a lot of permissions.

It turns out that this product is not a simple sweeping robot, but a scientific and technological military academy assisted intelligent combat AI, which is a combat product that belongs exclusively to the scientific and technological military academy.

For unknown reasons, the original owner of this body has always retained the right to use the robot and disguised it as a sweeping robot.

If the resources of the entire planet are supplied to a single city, what will the city look like?

It's what it looks like.

It is the product of combining the resources, culture and high-end technology of the whole world.

The original people gave him the name City of hope, which was later changed to City of free, and then it got another name, City of killing.

"Little brother is very familiar, have you been here many times?" The driver is a bearded man, one of his eyes is a mechanical eye, at first Mo Sheng looked very novel, but when he saw these people around him, the novelty became more and more fading, without him, which of these people did not have any metal parts.

For example, the man holding an exaggerated silver cannon in the back row, and the mechanical arm exposed under the black robe made Mo Sheng look a little frightened.

Remove the flesh and arms and load this thing?

No, he can't stand this, he can't bear it in his heart, this technique in his previous life was to cure diseases, and this is purely for transformation.

"Well, I survived." Mo Sheng replied to him, and with his other hand took out the silver spear on his waist and checked it left and right.

The driver also glanced at the weapon in his hand and asked, "Little brother's weapon is different, Shentu Gang is not easy to mess with those people, can your gun break the iron armor of those people?" ”

Armour?

"To kill, fists are enough." Mo Sheng responded lightly, very forced, very in line with the identity of the original owner of this body.

A senior non-commissioned officer of a high-tech military academy, the owner of a fighter hull, a survivor of multiple missions, so many auras, is there anything wrong with being arrogant?

"Don't underestimate the Shentu Gang, a few decades ago, there weren't many forces in this city that dared to oppose them." The driver said.

Mo Sheng knocked his brows, the fighter body opened silently, and there were a few pills in the other pocket just in case.

The first mission in the true sense of the word, there must be no mistakes.

"Here we are."

Everyone gets out of the car, the data beats wildly, and 001 monitors his body data and reports on current events.

The duck-headed man's vehicle was parked in the distance, he didn't follow Mo Sheng and them, he had already made a battle plan earlier, and everyone had their own position.

Fortunately, Mo Sheng's task is to monitor and stealth, and with many years of exploration experience, he is also deeply immersed in this.

The moon is like a hook, tearing open the night.

The prosperity of the city cannot be described in a few words, and the darkness in the city is not crazy to be summarized.

Mo Sheng's first lesson in this world will begin in an unknown corner of the city.

He didn't know the development of the fighter body, and the only functions he knew now were healing, data analysis, and it seemed that he also had the ability to regulate emotions, but it should be enough to cooperate with this operation.

"There are two people behind the iron gate." As soon as Mo Sheng's words fell, the visual dynamics in front of him became clearly visible, two bullets whizzed past, over his head, the blue light of the electric current was fleeting, and the two people in the door had fallen to the ground.

Good accurate marksmanship, this bullet is also very special.

"Z, can you break the password to open the door?" It was the voice of the duck-headed man, who was always watching the changes on the battlefield.

Such a command is needed in an operation, otherwise it will be a pair of loose sand, and if it comes, it will be sent to death.

Just like the expedition in the previous life, I don't know how many people died, and these people only knew these truths.

I still remember the Egyptian Pharaoh's Tomb, which was an imperative action, because one person did not listen to the command, opened the Pharaoh's Tomb first, and strange things happened one after another, and only he and a fellow survived among the ten people.

It was also a dangerous operation in his previous life, second only to the western group.

"I'll try." Mo Sheng called out to 001 and asked him if he could parse the password door in front of him, and the door was opened with half a bang.

"Great!" The duck-headed man was pleasantly surprised, it saved him a lot of trouble.

"Z, you've done a great job this time."

Mo Sheng didn't speak, he said a lot more wrong, he didn't know what kind of friendship he had with him.

"The three teams continue to move forward and find the location of the soul jade."

The third district is Mo Sheng's team, Mo Sheng greeted him, and several people followed.

"Don't move!" Mo Sheng stretched out his hand to stop a few people, and several people who saw Mo Sheng's ability just now also saw it, and they didn't dare to make a sound at this time.

"It's coming!"

Mo Sheng got up, raised his hand, and a set of grappling skills that were like flowing water were done in one go, fast, accurate, and ruthless!

It's a pity that when he touched the metal joint, Mo Sheng was a little stunned, and when he saw that the other party was about to shoot the first shot, the mechanical arm man next to him made up for it.

The body in his hand trembled slightly, and he lost his breath.

At this time, Mo Sheng saw the appearance of these Shentu Gang people, they were wearing uniform jackets, with a pattern on the back that looked like angel wings, different hair, and some of them had metal parts installed on them.

Mo Sheng was careless, he knew that the people here liked mechanical transformation, and he didn't expect this when he just subconsciously moved.

He gave the mechanical arm man a grateful look, and the other party had some doubts in his eyes, but finally nodded.

"I'll play as a striker." He took Mo Sheng's position, and Mo Sheng did not refuse, and walked in the second row.

Anyway, there is a fighter body, and he just needs to locate the enemy for him.

Looking at the corpses on the road, Mo Sheng felt no waves in his heart, it was normal to be an explorer, and it was normal for a dead person to die, but in the previous world, there could not be such a purpose.

He's not a bad guy, but he's definitely not a good guy either, and the Shentu Gang must be his enemy to adapt to the world's first lesson.

This person is very strong, and the few people who came to help people didn't even have the strength to fight back, so they turned into cold corpses with strange joints twisted postures.

"The three teams stopped, and the five teams continued to move forward."

Mo Sheng looked at the surrounding environment, the operation of the fighter body was still under control, and the surrounding data was transmitted to the brain.

The more I use this machine, the more I feel its artifact, which is a real cheat.

It's no wonder that there are such side effects, but since there is still a possibility of treatment for himself, why would the combat military academy let him go?

A few roars came, he was used to it, the spaceship-like thing was no longer strange, this was a city of technology, but also a city of killing.