from Xingyuan

Chapter 209 066. The Shame of Frost Plating
Liu Wenzhong took the soldiers to station in the abandoned factory, and at the same time reported his situation to the headquarters, and incidentally, also reported it to Andre's hired security group.

Yanxia, ​​like other countries on Terra Star, employs professional military services provided by security companies, especially for pioneering jobs like this. It takes more than ten years to start after being stationed. If you use your own people as conscripts, what will happen? The problem, it's really distressing, it's the most cost-effective to let the contract soldiers go.

As contract soldiers under the mercenary system, Liu Wenzhong and others signed a 15-year service contract with Yanxia. They can bring their own weapons or choose weapons provided by Yanxia's military, but there is no regulation on the specific service location.

As a professional contract soldier, Liu Wenzhong is more worried about the current situation. Although he and others are performing tasks in the game, judging from the length of labor and actual content, he feels that his own people are at a disadvantage.

While the soldiers under his command were renovating the facility, Liu Wenzhong pulled over a few military managers to discuss some practical matters.

"Don't you think that KitKat Network, Yanxia, ​​no, it should be said, and the major alliance countries in the entire federation are a little strange?"

Liu Wenzhong clarified his words, looked at the faces of all parties, and said:

"It's just a game world, but the Federation is cautious. Even the government that can manipulate the game data only provides a small amount of weapons and equipment, and let the testers spend their own money to buy them-as if they are afraid of bringing anything to the local civilization. Same damage."

"After all, it's electronic immigration. Would you drop a nuclear bomb on your own territory?" Staff officer Chris Ann didn't care.

"No, I'm talking about a more realistic issue." Liu Wenzhong knocked on the table: "Should our labor hours in the game be counted as working hours?"

"Oh?" Adjutant Zhao Xingzhe raised his eyebrows: "You want to delay as long as possible, and the Federation will spend an extra day, right?"

"Anyway, the group takes the lead, and we have also worked hard to fight directly on the battlefield, which is what we should."

There is nothing controversial about this issue. Everyone is just eating and drinking. At most, they are asking the group to argue with the Federation. The next issue to be discussed is more serious.

"We still have few members." Liu Wenzhong rubbed his temples and said: "Although our combat quality and tactical level have an absolute advantage over the Frost Plated people, we can only play the role of firefighters at present-remember Well, each of us can only die three times, after three times, we will not be able to log in to the game today, converted to in-game time, we will have to wait for a full month, and the pizza in the oven will be cold by then."

"People are needed on the frontal battlefield. At the same time, don't forget that the characters we control also have their own lives and families." A soldier player rubbed his eyes: "According to the order of the country, we'd better talk to the 'family' from time to time." Let’s get in touch and maintain our relationship. In this way, there won’t be enough combat personnel at that time.”

"That's why we need the license of the mercenary regiment. We have to recruit some young men from Gurante from the local area to join in and do logistics work."

"You just said that you don't trust Li Aoz, but now you trust the residents of Gurante again?"

"That's different." Liu Wenzhong knocked on the table: "Didn't you read the information? Li Aoz is a Frostman, and he only supports the independence of the Gullante because he opposes the Frost government."

"what do you mean?"

"I haven't watched the promotional video, but you can use your brains to think about it." Liu Wenzhong reminded: "Information shows that Li Aoz was persecuted and framed by the Shuangban authorities and forced to leave the country. Huan immediately asked GTB to investigate, Red Arrow immediately decided to raise interest rates, and Zhengxu provided military aid to Gurant—don’t you think it’s too coincidental?”

Having said that, the soldiers reacted immediately.

"Gulant's independence may have been helped by other forces from the three countries." The adjutant pondered for a moment, "That's why you want to keep a distance from Li Aoz as much as possible?"

"The official game is for the players, but we can't. Our top priority is to maintain the safety of the electronic immigration area, and at the same time maintain a friendly relationship with the aborigines in the virtual world."

Liu Wenzhong said seriously:

"Stability is the most important thing. Immigrants don't know how to fight and kill. Li Ozi makes me feel very strange. How can a person who has only received a technical secondary education know how to package people, market himself, and still be in To support the independence of a colony while being wanted globally?"

Li Ozi's personal charm is undoubtedly strong, but the charm mainly comes from personal first impressions.

Liu Wenzhong deliberately did not watch the promotional video of the game company, in order to maintain an objective and independent thinking logic.

In fact, he did guess part of it, and his reasoning was logical. Li Aoz did get support and assistance from other countries behind his back, but it was Li Aoz who won it for himself.

Liu Wenzhong's calm analysis made some military players who have watched the promotional video also think about this issue.

"You're right, it's better to keep a certain distance before confirming the details of Li Aoz." Chris Ann thought for a while, and added: "But we really need to upgrade the level, the soldiers don't have their own right now. Our main profession, prosthetic body, skills, specialties, all these things are missing, and we will suffer too much if we fight again. If we can get the supernatural ability provided by Li Aozzi, it may greatly supplement our combat effectiveness."

Although each had their own opinions, a consensus was reached on this point.

Liu Wenzhong said:
"We still have to get in touch. I have sent people to look for Li Aoz... However, we haven't seen Li Aoz's real strength yet. Human beings are human beings, and there are individual limits. Don't hold back." Too much fantasy."

Any organizational team is inseparable from the fact that the people at the top are talking and the people at the bottom are running.

Wa Liangke, Yakos, and Mohad Lin were sent to find Li Aoz. It stands to reason that they have the NPC haunts and haunts provided by the testers in their hands, so they should be able to find Li Aoz soon, right?
——It was really fast. Every time they found the location where Li Aoz appeared last time, the guy would fly dozens of kilometers away in an instant. The target appeared on the 1200-kilometer border, showing them stupid.

The three unlucky ones were kicked out of the factory by Liu Wenzhong to move bricks and fish. The three ran long distances and rode bicycles. military.

Finally, after more than ten hours of hard journey, the three people with missing arms and legs arrived at the newest location in the seized truck.

They jumped out of the car, and immediately saw a flaming helicopter gunship crashing down from the sky. The burning wreckage slammed into the ravine, surrounded by Gulan who was holding baskets and pushing the cart. special civilians.

The three looked at each other, and Wa Liangke stepped forward, turned on the camouflage mode, and asked a crowd of farmers in a natural tone:

"Hey, brother, what are you doing here? Aren't you afraid of a helicopter falling from the sky?"

"What are you afraid of?" The farmer asked in confusion: "There are a lot of frost-coated planes falling down here. We are about to pick up some and take them home. The government pays a high price for recycling."

"Are there a lot of planes falling down?"

The three tried their best to stand on tiptoe and look into the ravine. The following picture immediately refreshed their understanding:

The silver-gray wreckage piled up like piles of bones.

This is the burial ground of aircraft!
The majestic and frightening heavy fighter is like a subjugated princess at this moment, reduced to a prisoner and a red-faced skeleton, with a broken body, and the frost-plated proud snowflake flag is covered by the hoarfrost from the outside world, which is extremely eye-catching.

The heavy strategic bombers that looked like white swans, like garbage that no one wanted, five or six were smashed to pieces, and they were randomly placed in the ditch, allowing the wind and snow to bury them.

The flames were extinguished by the blizzard, but the shattered transport plane, like a dead giant, froze in place. The corpses of several female agents were burned into skeletons by the flames, and gradually froze in the snowstorm outside.

Hoarfrost-plated bones.

None of the planes here have ever appeared in Gurante's airspace. There is no doubt that they were shot down before entering Gurante. Many fuselages seemed to be smashed directly with stones. Damaged by the explosion, it is well preserved and of high value. No wonder these nearby farmers came to guard it.

Amid the extremely shocking visual impact, a common question suddenly rose in the hearts of the three fighters:

"How did these planes get shot down?"

Soon, they had their answer.

A series of sonic booms sounded, and the next moment, another large transport plane was smashed down, and those compatriots who were buried by the blizzard lay between the mountains and ravines of Gurante, as invaders, with the ugliest way of dying.

"Long live!"

"Kill these frost-plated devils!"

"Thank you, Bahemut!"

The peasants of Gurant raised their arms and shouted again, and the three military players looked in the direction of their salute—in the high sky, a figure in red and black armor stood in the air and was slowly falling. The crowd tried to go forward to welcome him, but the tall figure in red and black armor raised his hand, and the people obediently stopped in place to avoid overcrowding, but this still couldn't dampen the enthusiasm and admiration in their eyes.

The armor on the face opened, revealing the familiar handsome faces of the three military players—although they had seen Li Aoz's appearance in the trailer, they were still deeply shocked when they saw it with their own eyes.

"I never imagined that men can be so beautiful, so beautiful that people ignore their gender and identity." Yakos sighed.

"This is Li Oz. He is even more handsome without the filter." Mohad touched his chin: "I feel very good about him, he doesn't look like a bad guy at all, and he is very friendly."

"Communicate with him first." Walangke suggested.

(End of this chapter)