Everyone thought of it, everyone thought of it, and the undead engineering corpse that had no high hopes at all really couldn't make a Gundam.

In the end, Gundam still couldn't spell it out.

Jiang Lu is actually mentally prepared, after all, this is the spiritual realm, and the undead probably don't even know what Gundam is.

But Jiang Lu still ordered so.

The bet is one sentence: what if?

But today is not a coincidence, in case I didn't go to work.

So Jiang Lu had no choice but to retreat, pointing to the wreckage of the passenger plane that had sunk half into the ground and said: "Then change this to a stealth fifth-generation air supremacy fighter with high stealth, high situational awareness, high maneuverability and other capabilities. ”

Although the Gundam can't be built, the undead engineering corpses such as airplanes are very good.

Maybe it's not a good idea, but in comparison, at least they know what the plane is built on.

"I'll sleep for a while, and call me when I'm ready."

After the order, Jiang Lu yawned and planned to rest for a while.

When the engineering corpses saw their emperor asleep, they began to work in a big way.

If you look closely at the process of forging them, you may find that the world in this spiritual realm is similar to the scientific and technological direction of the real world before the revival of the supernatural, but it is far beyond that level.

However, Jiang Lu obviously didn't care about these trivial things.

It doesn't matter what level you are, anyway, I'm the management, and no matter how bad the stinky part-time job is, you have to listen to me!

Early in the morning, the chief engineer climbed the corpse mountain and poked the sleeping Jiang Lu.

The latter opened his eyes sleepily, yawned, and said in a daze: "It's dawn." ”

The chief engineer corpse bent over very doggedly, and flatteringly stretched out his hand to point at the results of their night.

Jiang Lu looked in the direction it was pointing and was taken aback.

Relying on these broken copper and iron, in one night, under the almost barrier-free communication and synchronization of hundreds of undead, they really worked together to make a brand new plane.

Although the aircraft looks rusty because of the limitations of materials, the appearance is very poking at Jiang Lu's point.

"I'm testing! Red spider! Jiang Lu blurted out excitedly.

If it is a brand new red spider, Jiang Lu can only be evaluated as a poor imitation at best.

But now it's the battle-damaged version, which excites him.

It's like the same beautiful girl, wearing stockings and wearing torn stockings definitely give people a different feeling.

Seeing that he was so satisfied, the chief engineer corpse immediately relieved his heart, and explained to Jiang Lu that they had specially sent someone to find fuel, and the resources were sufficient, so he didn't have to worry.

"Awesome." Jiang Lu slid down the corpse mountain and ran straight to the edge of the plane, eager to sit on it immediately.

The engineering corpses were sandwiched on both sides of the road and warmly welcomed Jiang Lu's test flight.

But at this time, Jiang Lu suddenly realized a problem, and his brows furrowed suddenly.

The chief engineer corpse who followed behind him thought that Jiang Lu was dissatisfied, and suddenly bent down tremblingly.

"Wait... I don't know how to fly. ”

The action of the engineering corpses clapping instantly froze.

However, as I said before, Jiang Lu is a very flexible person.

He is also a person who is very good at being a leader.

If you can't do it yourself, then there's no need to do it yourself, just hire someone who can do it.

So he pointed to the chief engineer: "You, get out of this body, and then attach it to the control system of the plane, and you will be called Jarvis in the future." ”

The chief engineer corpse was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, and then turned into an undead posture and entered the cockpit.

The other engineering corpses looked at it with envy, and they all wanted to replace it.

Seeing this, Jiang Lu comforted him with the truth that a bowl of water was level: "Oh, I also know that the brothers have worked hard, but there is no way, one is enough, it is a representative elected by you, so this candidate is naturally the best choice."

But don't be discouraged, I still have a task for you. ”

Hearing this, the engineering corpses and the tens of thousands of undead who made up the corpse mountain all looked over.

"There's a lot of material here." Jiang Lu said solemnly: "It's not too much to build me a military base, right?" ”

......

Camp for Exiles.

After a long period of turmoil, the people who were originally exiled from Elysium also set up camps with some relative self-preservation.

Due to the technical limitations, the exiles were destined to not be able to build tall buildings.

Therefore, inside the electric switch, almost all of them are arched board houses with large-span steel structures.

After a long period of development, the camp is not small, and can accommodate thousands of people.

However, due to the infestation of infected and undead at night in the desert, coupled with the sight of Elysium, the camp was too large to mean that the exiles and their descendants could easily be destroyed in the event of a crisis.

It was with this in mind that the current Grand Chief, a direct descendant of the original Exiles, and the son of the first ruthless man to integrate the power of all the Exiles in the desert, had set up several such camps in the Cunning Rabbit Cave in case something unexpected happened.

At this time, he listened to the report of the military advisor with a sad face.

"Great Chief, the people sent out at dawn have just returned, and they have found nothing."

With a hint of luck, the Grand Leader asked, "What about the cemetery?" Did you go see it? ”

The military advisor shook his head: "The terrain has been completely destroyed, the infected should be out of the nest, close at this time, it will definitely be torn apart, as for the informant, there should be no way to live." ”

Although he had been mentally prepared for a long time, he was still a little annoyed when he confirmed the news.

"It took a full three days from the selection of the good candidates to the delivery of them, if you let the other side prepare, maybe how long it will take, the next attack is tomorrow, in order not to let those bastards suspect, it must be carried out as originally planned!"

"But in this case..."The military advisor's eyes were a little gloomy: "I have to lose another plane and a pilot meaninglessly, and these resources will be used less than one point." ”

The exiles lacked surface-to-air weapons and had no countermeasures against aircraft, so there was a saying in the desert that whoever mastered the sky was king.

Therefore, if the plane is lost for no reason, it is not only a weakening of the strength of the big chief, but also a weakening of prestige.

"What's the solution?"

The big leader pursed his lips and waved his hand helplessly: "We've thrown ourselves into it so much, we can't go back until we take Elysium City." ”

"I'm afraid of those people right now—" The military advisor stopped talking.

"No, it won't." The big leader is confident in this: "We need their support, and if they want to get out of the desert, they must have our information and intelligence, and they will not turn their faces until they win the situation." ”

"No, I'm afraid they're more than just contacting us."

The military advisor said solemnly: "After your father's death, you let several of your uncles scatter with some of their strength for insurance, but they will not understand your painstaking efforts, and will only think that this is an opportunity. ”

"Hmph...," the big leader sneered, "They have been eyeing each other for a long time, and have even joined forces to secretly control several ore veins and garbage dumps, but it doesn't matter, my good uncles are not stupid, and it is wise to know who to work with." ”

"Besides... Our goal is not just the desert, either. The big leader's eyes showed a cruel look: "What my father lost, I have to get it back, this maybe... It's the only chance in my life. ”

Seeing that the atmosphere suddenly became a little solemn, the military advisor smiled lightly to ease the atmosphere, and teased: "Alas, if only a plane could fall from the sky, I wouldn't be distressed." ”

"Haha." The Grand Leader laughed, "How can this be..."

But before he could finish speaking, there was a sudden whistling sound in the distance of the camp.

Then, they both heard the shouts of a crowd outside their residence.

"Enemy attack!" "Enemy attack!"

The two of them looked at each other, and they both got up from their chairs as if they were facing a great enemy, and came to the edge of the windowsill.

Then they saw a real plane, gliding from the east, landing firmly on the runway not far from their residence.

Compared to the few rudimentary planes on the runway, this one was rusty but very intact, and the appearance of the fighter jet was even more than that of those who pretended to be planes.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is like an eagle falling into a flock of pheasants.

"This is—" The military advisor was dumbfounded.

The Grand Leader stared at the plane, frowning, and didn't say a word.

The armed forces of the exiles soon surrounded the plane.

As the cabin slowly opened, Jiang Lu got out of it.

When he saw dozens of guns pointed at him outside, he was not afraid at all, but was moved to cry first: "I can be regarded as finding the organization!" ”

The armed leader didn't eat this, and said sharply: "Who are you?!" ”

"Huh? What? Jiang Lu pretended not to hear clearly, and pretended to be surprised: "How do you know that I picked up a plane while walking on the road?" ”