If you become a monster, you will succeed

In Westport, the second island chain of Kamei, Feng Xue was hanging a camera, carrying a guitar case on her back, with a press pass on her chest, and wearing a camouflage-colored plaid shirt. She stood among a group of similarly dressed people, looking at the slowly driving car. Coming cargo ship.

The ticket inspectors at the pier had already begun checking tickets, but their expressions were not very good, and they even looked like they were looking at fools. Feng Xue grinned at this, but a familiar colleague came up to him and said:

"Brother, you look very strange. From the look of you, did you come here voluntarily?"

"Well, I've wanted to do this since I was a child." A kind of clear stupidity unique to college students appeared on Feng Xue's face. When the familiar young man saw this, his smile immediately faded and he warned in a serious tone. :

"Have you studied all the relevant courses? Have you taken the relevant professional assessment? Have you done the combat assessment?"

"Ah this..."

Feng Xue was stunned by the young man's sudden change of expression. When the young man saw this, he frowned and said:

"Even if you are playing extreme sports, you must be fully prepared and exercise for a long time. Our industry is even more deadly than extreme sports. If you don't want to lose your life on the battlefield, go back quickly. It’s not too late to come back after completing the full set of combat training.”

"Ah, you're talking about this, I just didn't react. Don't look at me like this, I'm an ace-level pilot!"

Feng Xue looked complacent, but the young man was a little unconvinced:

"How talented are you? Are you an ace-level pilot? This thing is not only about driving skills, but also about the number of kills!"

"Hehe, I really have this!" Feng Xue grinned, showing a confident smile. When he was making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, the number of kills was in the tens of thousands!

Seeing that Feng Xue's confidence didn't seem to be fake, the young man didn't give any more advice. He just looked meaningfully at the guitar case he carried behind his back, shook his head and said, "Although guitar cases and violin cases are more traditional methods, But next time it’s better to just bring a gun bag. After all, when you get there, this disguise is meaningless, and it’s not as comfortable as a gun bag.”

"I know, I'm just used to carrying this thing on my back." Feng Xue did not refuse the kindness shown by the young man, and casually put a shield on him. Although it could not withstand direct artillery fire, it should be no problem to block a few stray bullets.

The two casually talked about the details that should be paid attention to on the battlefield. The cargo ship finally docked at the dock, and containers were loaded onto the ship. These war reporters also quickly boarded the ship at the signal of the shipman.

The group of people followed the aisle and came to a narrow corner of the warehouse. As the hatch closed, everyone closed their mouths almost at the same time.

In an instant, the entire cabin became silent, and even the sound of breathing was suppressed.

Feng Xue's eyes swept over the reporters in the cabin and found that their expressions were different. Some looked numb and calm, some showed a sense of vicissitudes, and some had begun to tremble. It looked like they were not at all. Don't want to be the same.

Feng Xue couldn't help but grin when she thought of what the young man had said before: "I came here voluntarily." Is there any other war reporter who was not willing?

However, seeing that everyone was keeping silence, he did not break the silence and leaned against the wall quietly. Suddenly, there was a strong jolting sensation, followed by violent shaking.

"Shh!" Feng Xue immediately wanted to stand up, but the young man beside him immediately held him down and made a quieter gesture with his hand.

Feng Xue was a person who listened to advice. The moment the young man stretched out his hand, he reacted. While quietly feeling the vibration of the warehouse, he was ready to call the world.

"Bang!"

With a violent collision, the entire warehouse shook violently. Several reporters immediately stood up and walked to the door of the warehouse and kicked open the hatch. Only then did Feng Xue realize that the warehouse had actually separated from the ship. He was stuck in a reef.

"We're here." The young man looked out along the door. After confirming that no one was there, he said to Feng Xue:

"Currently, cargo ships will not approach the third island chain. Basically, they just find the position of the current, and then throw the cargo warehouse into the sea. I am lucky this time. If it is picked up by a patrol ship, the equipment on it can be How much is left depends on luck.”

Having said this, the young man also came to the door of the cargo hold, took out a small instrument to judge the direction and said:

"It's okay. This should be the reef beach on the south coast of Pachira Island. It's a relatively safe area. My goal this time is more dangerous, so I won't join forces. May the god of journalists bless you."

Watching the young man walking away casually, Feng Xue also walked out of the cargo hold and saw the young man walking across the sea with steps similar to those of a ladder. Although Feng Xue already had enough understanding of the painting style of this world, Feng Xue At this time, it was still inevitable to twitch the corner of his mouth.

After thinking about it for a while, he still didn't open it directly. Instead, he stepped on the Shengxuan Dingguan Step and ran towards the northwest.

Feng Xue's target is Luoan Island, which is located in the third island chain. It is a relatively large island. According to the world network, it was almost used as the target of the first capital relocation by Kamei Kingdom. However, As the war between the White Forest Kingdom and the Utopia intensified, the entire third island chain was included in the war zone, and this plan came to nothing.

According to what is said on the Internet, the Utopia established a frontline base after occupying this place, and Feng Xue's first stop was naturally here.

Luoan Island is only 20 kilometers away from Pachira Island where the cargo warehouse is landed. It took Feng Xue more than two minutes to arrive. Just looking at the destination, Feng Xue felt that he seemed to be in the wrong place?

"Is this a frontline base? Are you sure it's not an industrial city that has been developed for decades?" Looking at the steel forest-like urban area not far away, Feng Xue quickly approached with a small quilt, although there were various patrol mechas from time to time. I flew over with a helicopter, but it didn’t look like a military base!

Sneaking into the city, Feng Xue frowned. This frontline base gave him a sense of familiarity with the Third New Tokyo City. The buildings had an obvious modular design. Occasionally, he could see I saw the construction team working around the craters. It seemed that they had been attacked not long ago. In addition to soldiers, there were also ordinary people wearing regular clothes on the streets. Although there were no entertainment facilities, there were facilities such as restaurants and supermarkets. It has everything you need, and he even saw a school.

"Tsk, I suddenly feel a strong sense of déjà vu. I always feel like the alarm is going to sound soon, and then an apostle comes from the distance."

Feng Xue grinned and thought about the feasibility of filming the hell of going to school. In the end, she gave up the idea and just opened a complete set of transfer procedures for herself, instantly transforming into a high school student at the Middle School Affiliated to Luoan University of Mechanical Engineering. .

After sitting in the classroom as a transfer student, Feng Xue looked at the playground outside the window, and suddenly seemed to feel something, frowning and looking at the sky.

"coming!"