My fort has a caliber of three thousand meters

Chapter 35 The mechanical player used the Sky Eye Hunting Order on you.

Armor-piercing bullets?

Scargou was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but grinned: This is really a blessing that comes in many ways, with this thing.

I'm very curious whether the egg shell in 18th City can still bear it.

It's just where to find the remaining four.

There's no explanation. Can we just wander around like a headless fly in this wilderness without a clue?

“It’s not impossible”

Scar Dog looked into the distance with a slight headache: But there are no landmark buildings in this wilderness, and there is no GPS. Once we drive too deep, it may be difficult for us to return to the original direction just by identifying the sun.

Relying on celestial phenomena, it is indeed possible to identify the position

But if you want to determine just the general direction and specific position by identifying celestial phenomena, it would be nonsense.

Chen Jiang narrowed his eyes and took the fragment into his arms, and continued to look under the original light pillar.

Although the effect of this fragment is indeed very strong, they also picked up other props in the wilderness, which were not far behind. Those props were not guided by yellow light beams.

There can be a prop guided by a yellow light beam, but it cannot be just a fragment of a prop that cannot be used immediately.

as expected.

Under the yellow beam of light, he saw the sharp corner of a token buried in the soil.

The token is earthy yellow, and it is really difficult to detect it under the cover of the surrounding loess and sand.

The reason why it is buried underneath is probably because there are often sandstorms in the wilderness, and the sand buried it.

This is the rightful owner!

The corners of Chen Jiang's mouth raised slightly, and he immediately took out the token and weighed it in his hand.

A common token shape.

The word war is written on the front, but there is no word on the back.

As the token was drawn out, the yellow light beam disappeared.

It seems that this token is the real target of the yellow light beam, and the armor-piercing bullet fragments should just cover the token.

Just now they used artillery to cover and bomb this area.

However, apart from the craters around it, the area covered under the light pillar showed no sign of being bombed, and even the dust was not blown up.

And at this time——

The introduction about this token also popped up in front of me.

Item name: Order to join the battle.

Item Level: No level.

Introduction to props: This is a small dungeon competition order for racial competition.

When the event starts, players of all races who have this token can participate in this event.

Only two people from each race can participate in the battle.

Participants will enter a vast wilderness filled with a large number of mutant beasts.

Entry time, five minutes.

In five minutes, the contestant who kills the most mutant beasts will win the competition and receive additional rewards for all races.

The top ten will receive different rewards.

Props are limited time: There are still 38 hours before the event starts.

Item Introduction: Of course, you can also give this token to a player of the same clan that you think is more trustworthy, and let him fight for the glory that you deserve on your behalf.

Order to join the war?

Chen Jiang frowned slightly, weighed the token in his hand and thought without speaking.

The scarred dog on the side couldn't help but grinned again: How do you say that blessings don't come in two, at least three?

With our current firepower, who can beat us in this situation?

It's a bit idealistic.

Chen Jiang shook his head: It's not us who are famous for our firepower, but the Machinery Clan.

In the wilderness, there are only two ways to obtain props.

One is to kill the mutant beasts, and the other is the mechanical race.

The mechanical race can make their own props, although I don't know if this is a racial talent or something.

But the fact that the Machine Race is the only race that survived the last Ten Thousand Races Arena is enough to prove everything. In terms of firepower, they should be stronger.

So I have always felt that the number of kills of the mechanical race on that race's kill rankings should be worthy of recognition.

Because, as the only race that retains a civilized structure to participate in the competition, if I were a mechanical race, I would fully activate all weapons of mass destruction the moment other races arrived.

Covering bombardment, caught off guard, is enough to wipe out 80% of the living strength of other races. Even genocide is not impossible!

But the Machine Tribe didn't do that.

When the humans came, they just sent a large number of soldiers, armored vehicles and tanks to massacre the humans, without even using missiles. This is obviously unreasonable.

Um, is it for the sake of fairness that the technology tree of the mechanical race is restricted?

It's possible, but the details are unclear.

Chen Jiang shook his head, and after pondering for a moment, he stuffed the token into his arms: You must participate in this event.

But you still have to make some preparations.

Then he looked at his merit points.

1234 merit points.

If you kill a foreign player, you can get some merit points.

He killed 1,234 aliens and had 1,234 merit points.

Just when he was about to open the merit point store to see what he could buy with this merit point.

Suddenly, I heard a hoarse mechanical prompt sound in my ears.

Ding.

Fei Yiming, a player from the mechanical tribe, used a second-grade item on you, the Sky Eye Hunting Order.

Six hours later, your location will be synchronized on the other party's panel in real time.

Last for 24 hours.

But if you don't die within these 24 hours, the mechanical player Fei Yiming will die.

Go and run for your life!

Enjoy the thrill of the adrenaline rush caused by your life hanging by a thread!

Hear this prompt.

Chen Jiang's face instantly darkened.

What's wrong, Brother Jiang?

After learning what happened, Scar Dog was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, It's the mechanical tribe from City 18? But how did he know it was us who bombed them?

We didn't leave any information.

Race kill rankings.

Chen Jiang said calmly.

Scargou realized it instantly and couldn't help but curse loudly: Can it still be like this?

No wonder, this requires almost no mechanical reasoning at all.

One second, 18 cities were bombed, and the next second, human player Chen Jiang reached the top. Does this require reasoning? Even a fool can see it.

Then escape?

As long as they can escape for 24 hours, the player who used the fatwa will die.

Escape is not an option.

Chen Jiang turned and looked at the wilderness: Since they can obtain our position in real time, they will not necessarily send a convoy to chase us. The greater possibility is to directly use missiles, a big killer weapon that can bomb in real time based on positioning.

The mechanical race has never used missiles. Maybe it's not because they can't be used, but because the restrictions are too great.

Thinking about the worst case scenario, if the other side really can and decides to use missiles, we won't have far to escape.

Be fully prepared within six hours, and then be stunned by City 18 before he can react.

Especially find out where there may be missile silos and eliminate all worst possibilities first.

Time is running out, we need to do it as soon as possible.

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