Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy

　　 Mu Fan rubbed his head, and found himself back to the entrance of the metal spiral door after reentering the light.

　　 What new barracks is this? Didn't the fat man mean to simulate the battle? How come there is such a perverted recruit training camp.

　　 Looking around, 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 is displayed. It is about 0 o'clock the next day. Then you can enter again, which is the next day that the mysterious fighter said.

　　 How can it be so human, technology is so advanced! Mu Fan walked out of the training camp with a deep respect for technology.

　　 Going out is still a mechanical city that is depressed and cannot see the sky. Looking down at the wristband, "Lemon Balloon-online-in battle."

　　 Mu Fan sent a message with one finger: "I am Mu Fan, I am out."

　　……

　　 In the ten-kilometer city ruined scene, a mecha painted in orange is hiding in a gap formed by a broken wall next to a building by a piece of rubble.

　　 Fatty is gnashing his teeth in the half-week cockpit of the six-generation semi-fantasy mech of the Lemon Balloon at the moment: "You bunch of bronze five-star scums, look at your brother's mechas, you want to join forces to pit me, the dog said."

　　 The fact is that the five bronze stars on the opposite side are obviously trumpeters, and the fat man's plan to think that silver into bronze is like a fish in water has been completely shattered. This kind of thing happened 50 times every 100 times. Fatty would die every time he met, but who knew that the group he met this time was obviously psychopathic. There were six people on each side, and the other side cooperated in pairs. The marksmanship was too accurate, and a few of them couldn’t evade. The friendly mech's legs were destroyed, and then the limbs were chopped off with an alloy knife, leaving one body remaining in the cockpit. Then... these shameless gang kicked the ball.

　　 has been kicked out of five, fat brother, I will not go out for anything, it is too shameful.

　　 Suddenly two red dots appeared on the radar scanner on the front left, enemy! The fat man gritted his teeth, prayed, and turned on the engine silent mode.

　　 Fortunately, my brother’s mecha is good. The few bronze slags on the opposite side are only the initial system mecha of the fifth generation.

　　 Fuck, yes, the opposite is the fifth generation I am afraid of hairy, the mecha gap is too big, okay!

When 　　PO Battle.net conducts a twelve-man small and medium-sized team battle, the default match can only be one generation away. That is to say, the lowest person you meet in the fourth-generation mecha is the fourth-generation initial mecha, and the highest is the fifth-generation initial mecha. The system will not arrange for opponent teammates who are too far apart, because this will cause obvious injustice. The gap between each generation of mecha is 5 to 8 years, which is enough for the technical level to open a more obvious gap. If it reaches more than seven generations, the gap between each generation can reach 10 years.

This is a fantasy fighting zone. At the moment, the fat guy is sitting in the quiet cockpit and muttering: "You are so awesome to go to the real fighting zone. What are you here for? You can play fantasy with the free mecha provided by the system. disease."

　　 Two red dots on the radar are approaching, no, this is me. Fatty has unexpected talent for perceiving danger, especially when it comes to fleeing for life. Fatty can always burst to the highest level.

　　 Seeing two red dots enter the building behind him, this is to sneak through the wall.

　　 Suddenly, the wrist ring ticked, "I am Mu Fan, I am out."

So fast! The fat man stayed for a while, and he hadn't finished a game.

　　 Then the fat man gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "You scumbags, I have to force Master Harry to take action."

　　 detonate! Battle scorpion mines!

I saw that the ground in the building behind the Fat Mecha suddenly burst into four football-sized holes, and four mechanical scorpions glowing with white metallic light crawled out, and then the laser beams were locked to the two machines that had just been shut down and actively scanned and sneaked into the first floor of the building. A.

　　 bounce, bump! The four scorpions ejected at a speed beyond imagination.

　　 Boom! boom! A violent explosion burst, and the orange mecha that the fat man was in was also blasted out by the huge impact.

　　 As for those two films, they had already been blasted to pieces.

　　 "Look at your fat grandfather, this is the highest-matched fantasy system in the sixth-generation mecha I bought." Master Harry said viciously.

　　 The two red dots on the radar disappeared instantly.

　　 "Damn it! No. 3, No. 6, call No. 3, No. 6." The enemy team leader called his teammate on the team communication channel, but there was no response.

　　System prompt: "Lemon Balloon" killed "Qiao Musen"

　　System prompt: "Lemon Balloon" killed "Zelda Card"

　　 System prompt: "Lemon Balloon" completed a double kill

　　 "Hahahaha! You scumbag!" The fat man's arrogant voice came from the ruins through the loudspeaker.

"boom!"

　　The conspicuous orange mecha is like a beacon in the dark. With a clear shot, the energy tank of the fat mecha severely tore through the huge sniper rifle ammunition, causing high-temperature energy to explode.

　　 "You're big..." The fat man was swallowed by the flames before he could spit it out.

　　 The figure of the fat man appeared in the waiting area. There were a lot of people here, and the fat man leaned into the sofa with a depressed expression.

　　 "Fat brother is exhausted, these pig teammates!" Fatty was full of resentment for the battle just now. There is no coordination at all, and it is completely messed up. If the brother is not equipped and delayed two, this is a pure compensation.

　　 Hey, something seems to be forgotten?

　　 The fat man patted his head. By the way, Mu Fan said he was out. I was so nervous just now, and I almost forgot it.

　　 "The video request, do you approve?" Mu Fan had been staring at the wristband in a daze for several minutes, and finally dinged and heard the prompt sound of the video connection.

　　 "Mu Fan? Why did you come out so soon, UU reading www.uukānshu.com, I said 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 really felt too embarrassing. He went in and died twice, and it felt so realistic. In addition, he didn't like to explain, and that was it.

　　 The fat man said dejectedly: "I was fighting just now and didn't pay attention to your information. Those grandchildren killed me and lost, alas."

　　 Mu Fan did not have a complete concept of winning or losing, and asked: "What are you doing now?"

　　 The fat man saw that Mu Fan didn't answer his words at all, with a bitter expression: "Wait, I will send you the coordinates. You will come to me at the teleportation point next to the training camp."

　　 "Ding, I received the coordinate invitation from my friend Lemon Balloon, whether it is synchronized to the navigation."

　　 "Yes." Mu Fan clicked to confirm, and the walking route was quickly projected on the light curtain. Mu Fan raised his head to confirm the location of the teleportation point on the right front. There were many people coming in and out, and there was a burst of white light flashing.

　　 Mu Fan walked into the eggshell-like building, and found that there were not so many crowded people, but he was the only one. It seemed that PO Battle.net automatically created a transmission space for everyone.

　　 Please tell me the location of the transmission, and a floating long strip of automatic console sends out an inquiry.

　　 "The transfer location is as follows coordinates XXXX, XXXX"

　　 "Confirm, ask the player "Dama Egg" to step into the teleportation aperture and the teleportation will begin."

　　 In a flash, the whiteboard recruits did not pass combat training, and then Mu Fan, who forgot to have mecha training, teleported directly away from the recruit base.

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