War Paradise

"Good, good..." Lin Chi cut off the call with the scientist after a moment of perfunctory. It was not until the end of this exchange that Frankenstein’s voice finally rang:

"Are you going."

"Fuck, this is obviously a trap." Lin Chi shook his head.

The guy who can survive on Mars naturally cannot be a soft-hearted person. The scientific man who once massacred and exiled criminals would not be so benevolent at all.

According to Lin Chi's inference, if he really passed, the possibility of returning to Earth is very low, and the chances of being killed or captured as experimental materials are not small. What's more, contrary to the "scientists" who desire to return to Earth, Lin Chi currently has no plans to return to Earth.

"It's hard to get to Mars, so why not have fun here." Lin Chi smiled.

"You can arrange this map again." Frankenstein reminded.

"Forget it." Lin Chi said as he walked to the inside of the cave, planning to search for the resident of the Blood Eagle tribe.

Because he has to train in other games every day, there are still many maps in "War of Heaven" that he hasn't ranked. Before experiencing all the maps, Lin Chi didn't plan to repeat the maps he had played.

The roaring wind kept reverberating outside the cave. The huge sandstorm was obviously not over yet. Lin Chi searched the cave. Before he could find anything, he was distracted by the squeaking of pigs and rats. .

——Aren't these carnivores hungry?

Thinking of this, he dragged the corpses of two young men from the pile of corpses, opened a small door on the side of the iron cage, and stuffed the corpses into the cage. A few pigs and rats immediately swarmed and began to feast on.

"Perverted." Frankenstein commented coldly.

"This is called going to the countryside and following the customs." Lin Chi responded.

As a relatively weak tribe, the blood eagle tribe's resident does not have good equipment that is eye-catching. Lin Chi found a few solar panels in the cave and two barrels of fuel that seemed to be obtained from a rocket. .

The residents here usually sleep in the corners of the cave, on the rag-covered stone slabs, not even a pillow. The oxygen supply equipment in the cave is installed at the entrance of the cave, and it doesn't look like it can be moved easily.

"This thing... does it rely on solar power?"

Lin Chi walked to the large machine that was fixed to the edge of the wall. The shape of the thing looked like an enlarged version of a toaster, with the words "oxygen" engraved on the shell in Mars, and the control panel of the machine was right there. On the side, but an electronic lock is installed on it.

Lin Chi used the key card of the blood eagle tribe’s residence to swipe the electronic lock of the operation panel. After opening the metal shield, he saw an operation panel that was more rudimentary than the arcade machine panel, with only a rocker and two buttons on it. There seemed to be a shabby breath.

The principle of this oxygen supply machine seems to be to generate oxygen by electrolyzing the groundwater of Mars, although it is not a high-end technology. But even with this kind of equipment, it should not be possible to make it with criminals who have been exiled.

——Is it possible that these things are provided by scientists? Or……

While Lin Chi was thinking about it, Frankenstein said, "The sandstorm has weakened."

"Yup……"

He casually agreed, and continued to walk to the deepest part of the cave, looking for items that could come in handy.

Except for some advanced equipment, the lifestyle of this tribe is no different from primitive people. They used iron rods and long knives as weapons, and burned fuel to heat the fire. Even the meat they eat every day is cooked with aviation fuel.

This way of life can no longer be described as "bad". It is basically no different from death. In Lin Chi's view, people here are lucky if they can live for ten years.

However, the murderous criminals who would be exiled to Mars were basically shot, hanged, or sitting in an electric chair decades ago. It would be pretty good to live for ten years...

A stone "throne" stood in the depths of the cave. The skin on it looked like a pig and rat. Behind the throne, Lin Chi saw a slender silhouette covered by black cloth.

--What it is?

He walked over quickly, stretched out his hand to remove the black cloth covering the thing, and then the sight in front of his eyes made Lin Chi rub his hands in excitement:

"I found the treasure now..."

What appeared in front of me was not an epic or legendary prop, but a motorcycle with an iron gray shell!

Perhaps in order to adapt to the gravity of Mars, the wheels of this motorcycle are also huge. The dark tires are full of complicated patterns. The body is painted with blood-red eagles. On both sides of the back seat, two solar batteries are installed. board.

At this time, Frankenstein also came over, and when he saw the motorcycle, his eyes widened slightly: "Very handsome."

"Ha, I like this style too." Lin Chi smiled.

He bent down and picked up a slate next to the front seat of the motorcycle, and saw it read: "The motorcycle, obtained from the hands of a scientist, can work for half an hour using solar energy, and can travel for an hour with a mailbox on aviation fuel.

The blood eagle tribe’s equipment seems to have been obtained from scientists. In this way, perhaps the scientific camp is not as cold-blooded as they thought?

Lin Chi thought about it for a while, fixed his gaze on the dashboard of the motorcycle, and saw that the fuel needle was pointing to the "F" sign indicating fullness, so he smiled, turned around and asked Frankenstein: "Do you want to go for a ride?"

"Where to go." Frankenstein looked at him.

"Look at the canyon." Lin Chi opened the map and looked at the goal he had set before: the grand canyon in the distance.

Now the blood eagle tribe has been completely wiped out. Although you can "living for a living" if you continue to stay here, you will not be able to win this game.

However, this place can also be used as a safe house. After all, Mars is a vast land with sparsely populated people. The members of the tribe who came to invade have also been killed by them, and there should not be people coming for a while—

Lin Chi just thought of this, but he heard dull footsteps in the passage at the front of the cave. As the sound of the sandstorm was getting weaker, the footsteps of those few people seemed particularly clear.

"Damn, next time I won't set up FLAG again..." Lin Chi complained in a low voice.

"It may be a player." The experienced Frankenstein of the game quickly judged the number of people by the sound of footsteps: "There are three people."

——If other tribes invaded, there should not be only three people. It seems that the entry here should be a three-person team.

Probably understanding the other party's origin, Lin Chi also immediately determined the next action strategy, nodded to Frankenstein, and said, "Follow me, and then follow my instructions."

"What do I need to do?" Frankenstein turned his head and looked at him.

"There is no need to waste bullets, just leave it to me." At this point, Lin Chi showed a meaningful smile on his face.

...

Three guys in gray spacesuits walked into the cave vigilantly. Two of them had assault rifles in their hands. The one walking at the back was holding a one-meter-long American cavalry. saber.

The spacesuits with good protection on their bodies cut off outside sounds and smells, but they also slowed down their movements. The three slowly entered the cave and noticed that none of the corpses were wearing helmets. One of them used radio to relay a message to the other two teammates:

"I said, there is no need to wear a helmet here."

The three immediately took off their helmets, and the two standing in front frowned at the smell of blood that hit their faces. But the man standing behind, holding a cavalry saber, had an excited smile on his face.

"Hey……"

The guy took off the spacesuit and exposed the body in the prison uniform to the air of minus ten degrees. He took out a few more knives from his backpack and hung them on his waist. He bared his mouth with sharp teeth and showed a cruel smile. .

"I said'Knife King', aren't you cold?" the two teams standing in front asked kindly and curiously.

"There is a player protection mechanism in the game, you will get used to it in the future." Said the slender Sword Sovereign, pulling out a "Night Demon" carbon steel saber and holding it in his left hand, staring at the flashing blade.

As a "special player" who uses melee weapons professionally, the Sword Emperor still chooses melee weapons even in this kind of map. Although the use of firearms can crush the local criminal NPC of Mars, for him, melee combat is the most important meaning of life.

——The criminals in this map are all using melee weapons for melee combat. In the eyes of the Sword Emperor, this situation is undoubtedly better...

Since two friends in the real world learned that they were playing an in-brain imaging game, they just wanted to hug their thighs. Usually the Swordsman is always in a single row, but this time he can only choose to form a team, planning to bring these two idiots to familiarize himself with the operation of "War Paradise".

As soon as the three people took off their helmets, they immediately heard a "creak" from a corner of the cave.

"Hey, what's that? Is anyone there?" the novice player standing in front shouted.

"Don't make a noise!" The Sword Emperor scolded his unreliable rookie teammate, then took a tactical flashlight from his backpack and held it in his mouth. Holding a saber in each hand, he bent over and walked over.

"Come here, pay attention to whether there is an enemy nearby, and shoot immediately if someone is there." Even if there is something in his mouth, the voice of the sword king is still very clear.

"I know, I know..." The two men holding rifles nodded, and followed the Sword Emperor to the place where the sound came from.

Then-they saw an incredible **** picture:

"Fuck, how did this game pass the review?" After witnessing the pig and rat cannibalism, a novice player covered his mouth, his rifle almost fell to the ground: "This is... too realistic, right?"

"I'm going to throw up..." The other person next to him didn't look very good.

"This game is just like this, you have to get used to--" The Sword Emperor was talking impatiently, but suddenly felt his scalp numb, and an unpleasant feeling of being pryed over came to my heart.

——Someone behind!

Such things as "murderousness" still cannot be explained by science to this day. Some people say that it doesn't exist, but there are also many people who claim to rely on the secretive "sixth sense" to perceive murderous intent and get away with it.

At this moment, even in the game, the Sword Emperor still noticed that there was an invisible murderous intent coming from behind. That is undisguised, the malice of trying to take one's own life!

He raised his saber abruptly and turned quickly around his heel.

When he turned his head, he saw a gloomy figure wearing a prison uniform suddenly standing up from the pile of corpses, and a silver light flashed in his raised right hand. In an instant, he slit the throats of the next two rookies, and rushed to the Sword Emperor like a ghost. The saber in his hand pierced his heart without any fancy!

Unexpectedly, the enemy would try to solve himself with a saber, and the Sword Sovereign was caught off guard for a while.

He took a step backward, and the silver blade brought a cold wind across the front of his body. The Sword Sovereign who had extremely rich melee combat experience could even feel the cold touch of the tip of the blade.

"Grass!" The Sword Emperor who was almost cut his throat yelled and took two steps back:

"Do you want to play with me?"

Before the sword king's words fell, the opponent had rushed up again and swung a powerful knife.

"clang!"

Because of the force, the noise of the collision of the two sabers almost caught up with the gunfire. The Sword Emperor's palm was numb, and the "Night Demon" in his hand almost let go.

The gravity condition of Mars is different from that of the earth. The Sword Sovereign is still adapting to the gravity here, and the pace has become a little vain. He staggered back two steps, but saw that his opponent was also a little unstable because of the blow he had just hit, so he rushed forward without hesitation and stabbed his saber at the opponent's heart.

The two master swordsmen fought a quick hand-to-hand battle in the resident of the blood eagle tribe. A silver arc of light passed through the air. Even the pigs and rats trapped in the animal cages temporarily stopped eating, raised their heads and slid around. His dark eyes stared at the two fighting.

"Damn, it's you again..." When he saw the other party's name, the Sword Sovereign screamed and slashed back towards the other's chest, but was blocked by the "tiger claw" in the other's hand.

——The Sword Emperor could recognize that the dagger he held in his right hand was an epic melee weapon snatched from his own hand. The knife was one of his favorite weapons. After leaving the field, he found tiger claws hunting. When the knife disappeared from the backpack, the Sword Emperor was also depressed for a long time.

Now, standing in front of the "countercurrent" that once killed himself, the Sword Emperor immediately used his full strength and entered the cruel form of full firepower!

"Countercurrent" stabbed again without hesitation. Facing the blade piercing his heart, the Sword Emperor completely gave up his defense and strode forward desperately.

He used the cavalry saber in his right hand to roughly open the opponent's blade, and rubbed the opponent's saber to bring out sparkling sparks. The night demon saber in his left hand cut the air to draw a dark arc, and directly stabbed the enemy's throat!

——With this blow, the enemy will undoubtedly die!

Just when the Sword Sovereign was about to win, there was a sudden burst of gunfire in his ears.

boom!

With a loud noise, the Sword Emperor’s head was shot out of a big hole by the 9MM pistol bullet, and his body was still rushing forward under the inertial drive, turning into data fragments beside Lin Chi and dissipating in the air.

Seeing the other party's body disappeared, Lin Chi turned his head to look at the Frankenstein who had just gotten up from the pile of corpses, and asked angrily: "What are you doing?"

"You are dying, I saved you." Frankenstein stated the facts that just happened in the simplest sentence.

"Well, that's true." Lin Chi nodded, looking at the place where "Sword Emperor" disappeared with lingering fear.

It seems that the Sword Sovereign has also conducted a lot of training in these days, and the skill of using the saber to fight has improved a lot. Lin Chi could see that if Frankenstein hadn't helped him just now, he would have been stabbed to death by the Sword Emperor.

——If it weren’t for being too iron and having to only use a saber, with the “Knife King” technique, you might become a super star player...

Thinking of this, Lin Chi laughed, turned and walked towards the direction of the motorcycle.