Chapter 20 Whiteboard Recruits
Mu Fan rubbed his head, and after re-entering the light, he found himself back at the entrance of the metal revolving door.
What kind of boot camp is this? Didn't Fatty say that simulated battles are meaningless? How can there be such a perverted boot camp.
Looking back at the surroundings, Mu Fan confirmed that he was no longer in the training base full of death, and exhaled.
Looking at the electronic screen at the door, a red no-passing sign has appeared on it, and a countdown has begun to display. After calculation, it will be about 0:00 the next day. Then you can enter again, which is the second day that the mysterious fighter said.
How can it be so human, and the technology is so advanced! Mu Fan walked out of the training camp with deep awe of technology.
Going out is still a mechanical city that is oppressive and can't see the sky. He looked down at his wristband, "Lemon Balloon-Online-Battle."
Mu Fan sent a message with one finger: "I'm Mu Fan, I'm out."
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In the ten-kilometer city ruins scene, a mecha painted in orange is wretchedly hiding in a gap formed by a broken wall next to a building where a piece of rubble is crushed.
Fatty is gnashing his teeth in the cockpit of Lemon Balloon's sixth-generation, half-fantasy mecha, half-weekly: "You gang of bronze five-star scum, seeing how good my brother's mecha is, you actually want to join forces to trick me, you bastards."
The fact is clearly that the bronze five-stars on the opposite side are obviously people who play trumpets, and the fat man's plan to think that silver into the bronze will be like a fish in water is completely shattered. This happened not a hundred if not fifty times. Every time the fat man met, he would die very simply, but who knew that the group he met this time was obviously a psychopath. There were six people on each side, and the opponent cooperated in twos. The leg of the friendly mecha was destroyed, and then the limbs were cut off with an alloy knife, leaving a body that still retained the cockpit. And then...these shameless people kicked the ball.
I've kicked out five of them already. Fat brother, I won't go out no matter what. It's too embarrassing.
Suddenly two red dots appeared on the radar scanner in the front left, enemy! The fat man gritted his teeth, prayed, and turned on the silent mode of the engine.
Fortunately, brother's mecha is good, the bronze dregs on the opposite side only drive the initial system mecha of the fifth generation.
Fuck, that's right, I'm afraid of the fifth generation on the opposite side, the mecha gap is too big, okay!
When PO Battle.net conducts a small-to-medium-sized team battle with twelve players, the default match can only be one generation away. That is to say, the people you meet with the fourth-generation mechas are at least the fourth-generation initial mechas, and the highest are the fifth-generation initial mechas. The system will not arrange teammates for opponents who are too far apart, because this will cause obvious injustice. The gap between each generation of mechs is 5 to 8 years, which is enough to widen the obvious gap in technical level. If it reaches the more advanced seven generations, the gap between each generation can even reach 10 years.
This is the fantasy fighting area, and the fat man is sitting in the quiet cockpit and muttering all the time: "You guys are so awesome to go to the real fighting area, what are you doing here, playing fantasy with the free mecha given by the system, it's really interesting sick."
The two red dots on the radar are approaching, no, this is me. Fatty has an unexpected talent for perceiving danger, especially when it comes to escape, Fatty can always explode to the highest level.
Seeing two red dots entering the building behind him, this is to sneak through the wall.
Suddenly, the wristband beeped: "I'm Mu Fan, I'm coming out."
So fast! Fatty was stunned, it was only a while, and the game was not over yet.
Then the fat man gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "You bastards, you insist on forcing Master Harry to take action."
Detonate! Battle Scorpion mines!
I saw four holes the size of footballs suddenly burst into the ground in the building behind the fat man's mecha, and four mechanical scorpions glowing with white metal light crawled out. First.
Bounce, hit! The four scorpions ejected at an unimaginable speed.
boom! boom! A burst of violent explosive air burst, and the orange mecha that Fatty was in was also blasted out by the huge impact.
As for those two parts, they have already been blasted to pieces.
"I underestimate your fat grandpa, this is the highest fantasy system among the sixth-generation mechas I bought. Actively pursue Lei." Master Harry said viciously.
The two red dots on the radar disappeared instantly.
"Damn! No. 3 and No. 6, call No. 3 and No. 6." The captain of the enemy called his teammates on the team communication channel, but unfortunately there was no response.
System prompt: "Lemon Balloon" killed "Qiao Musen"
System prompt: "Lemon Balloon" killed "Zelda Ka"
System prompt: "Lemon Balloon" completed a double kill
"Hahahaha! You bastards!" Fatty's arrogant voice came from the ruins through the loudspeaker.
"boom!"
Such a conspicuous orange mecha is like a lighthouse in the dark. With a clear gunshot, the energy chamber of the fat man's mecha was severely torn apart by the powerful sniper rifle ammunition, causing high-temperature energy to explode.
"You are so old..." Before the fat man could utter the word, it was swallowed by the flames.
Fatty's figure appeared in the waiting area. There were far fewer people here. Fatty leaned back on the sofa with a depressed expression on his face.
"Brother Fat is exhausted, these pig teammates!" Fatty was full of resentment for the battle just now. There was no coordination at all, and it was completely random. If it wasn't for the elder brother who was equipped and dragged two, this would be a pure compensation.
Hey, it seems that I forgot something?
The fat man slapped his head, yes, Mu Fan said he came out. I was so nervous fighting just now and I almost forgot.
"Video request, is it approved?" Mu Fan had been staring at the wristband in a daze for several minutes, and finally heard a ding sound, and heard the prompt sound of video connection.
"Mu Fan? Why did you come out so soon? I just said that the training is quite boring." The fat man's depressed expression has not completely subsided.
"Well, the training is over. What are you doing now?" Mu Fan didn't want to explain too much, it felt too embarrassing, he went in and died twice, and it still felt so realistic, plus his temper didn't like to explain, that's it.
The fat man said depressingly: "I was in a match just now, and I didn't pay attention to your message. Those grandsons tricked me to death, and I lost, alas."
Mu Fan didn't have a complete concept of winning or losing, so he asked, "What are you doing now?"
Seeing that Mu Fan didn't answer his words at all, the fat man looked bitter: "Wait a minute, I'll send you the coordinates, and you can go to the teleportation point next to the training camp and come to me later."
"Ding, I received a coordinate invitation from my friend Lemon Balloon, do you want to synchronize to the navigation?"
"Yes." Mu Fan clicked to confirm, and soon the walking route was projected on the light curtain. Mu Fan raised his head to confirm the location of the teleportation point in front of the right. There were many people coming and going, and there were bursts of white light flashing.
Mu Fan walked into the eggshell-like building, and when he entered, he found that there were not so many crowded people, but only himself. It seemed that PO Battle.net automatically opened up a separate teleportation space for everyone.
Please state the teleportation location, and a suspended long strip-shaped automatic console will issue an inquiry.
"The teleportation location is as follows: XXXX, XXXX"
"Confirm, please player "Master Egg" step into the teleportation aperture, and the teleportation will begin."
In a blink of an eye, Mu Fan, a whiteboard recruit who hadn't passed combat training and forgot that he still had mecha training, teleported away from the recruit base.