Vol 2 Chapter 247: Where is the enemy

The apprentice of the mage in the red robe led the way, and brought these mercenaries into a train-like vehicle. The valuable high-quality steel was spread on the ground as a building material and spread to the end of the road. Out of reach.
Dozens of railroad tracks staggered in this transfer station, which caused the nearby mercenaries to be amazed. The mage apprentice said calmly: "The magic train can reach up to 35 kilometers per hour and can transport more than 500 people at once. destination."
In just a few minutes, this magic version of the train was crowded with heavily armed soldiers. Unlike the mercenaries like demon hunters, these soldiers are just ordinary people, not professionals.
These soldiers have a bar code-like pattern tattooed on their faces, their eyes are dull, and they look lifeless. They wear metal busts that look like an assembly line, and foldable spears are hung behind them.
"I remember you said that the task of establishing a battle group is generally intercepted from battles that have taken place in history?" The demon hunter looked at the speeding Gobi on both sides and sent a text message to Yang Yuefan: "Why do I feel that the New World has already Under the leadership of the Witch King, how about running on the road of reform and opening up?"
"Do you know what is the basic wisdom attribute of the transfer to a mage?" Yang Yuefan tilted his legs, compared to those mortal soldiers packed like canned sardines, the carriages of these professional mercenaries could at least guarantee one seat per person: "On Earth, the average wisdom attribute of a player's spellcaster is 16. Is this because low-level spellcasters account for 90% of the number, which drags you back. Are you qualified?"
The demon hunter glanced at his intelligence attribute of only 14 points, and felt that he had no say.
"Do you know what the wisdom attribute of the Witch King is?" Before the demon hunter answered, Yang Yuefan threw an answer: "According to our guess, the average will not be less than 30 points. Do you know what this is? "
The demon hunter looked at Yang Yuefan with a cold face, waiting for the other party to continue taunting, he planned to test the opponent's walking ability when he saw the bug.
"It means that the other party farts, it is more muscled than you, and the brain is less knowledgeable..." Yang Yuefan did not continue to send messages under the watch of the demon hunter, and changed the description: "In short, you are 286, those The Witch Kings are the light of Taihu Lake, and their IQ is conservatively estimated to be 260."
Not to mention the conversation between the two people in private, the female warrior took out a box of grease from her pocket, and carefully smeared it on her weapon [Slaughter and Shackle]: "Look at this situation, I will see the fortress gun at the destination. Not surprised."
This magic car drove past an all-steel fortress just now. The wizard apprentice introduced that this was a defensive node in the first line of defense, and their destination was not far away.
And the brawny mad cow with Indian characteristics can no longer care about playing the game with the female warrior to see who blinks first. Even the Iron Fortress, which the players were shocked just now, could not make him shout: "This must be a miracle of the Witch King."
This brawny man was lying on the handrail with a pale face. The weak car attributes were almost written on his face. He was quite proud when he vomited just now, but he was really vomiting.
"Are they all slave soldiers?" Wang Yue asked, looking at the mortal soldiers in the other carriages. These simple carriages are almost semi-open structures, and the scorching wind shuttles around everyone: "Will we meet the American players? ?"
"No, I think we are going through historical fragments that have already happened, the history before the player enters the game." Demon Hunter casually made up a reason: "This is similar to a copy of a traditional game, and the system prompts when entering the copy. Me once."
"But those mortal soldiers are indeed slave soldiers." Yang Yuefan pointed to the tattoo on a soldier's face and said: "In reality, the U.S. did not abolish this coding method until sixty years ago and adopted the electronic household registration system. "
The accused soldier looked like he was in his early twenties, but he was criticized but made no response. He looked straight ahead, as if his thinking had been domesticated.
With the arrival of another smaller steel fortress, the apprentice mage sitting in front jumped out of the magic car and slammed the car with his magic wand: "Get off, all get off, we are here!"
"The Three Hundred and Seventieth Soldier Station has arrived!" The red robe mage apprentice simply gestured to the mercenaries, and led the group of nearly 500 slave soldiers to the metal fortress.
The Three Hundred and Seventieth Army Station itself is not big, but it is at most the size of a small town.
However, the all-metal structure and the four-meter-high wall appear extremely strong in the afternoon sun.
The all-metal door was opened amidst the harsh rubbing sound. No one was welcomed or spoken. The slave soldiers who were standing on the wall in the same dress watched the new reinforcements walk into the barracks in a uniform motion.
"Haha! Today is a really good day, and another batch of cannon fodder is here!" A tall man in silver armor walked down the city wall.
"Oh? There are still a group of new people joining?" The man in armor took a look at the mercenaries~EbookFREE.me~ and seemed very happy to meet them: "We will have a good chat later, I haven't met anyone outside for a long time. Up."
"These people are hired by Lord Werther. At a quarter past three in the afternoon, Lord Werther will arrive here. You know what that means!" The apprentice mage took out the parchment from his arms: "Please sign for it quickly, please. I don't want to stay in this ghost place for a minute!"
The man in armor seemed to have heard something terrifying, his face was pale, and he signed his name on the parchment in despair.
The red-robed apprentice who received the signature walked out of the fortress without looking back. The slave soldiers near the city gate closed the metal gate blankly, and the inside of the 370th soldiers station was quiet for a while.
"So, you are the person in charge here?" The demon hunter broke the silence first, standing in front of the armored man and asked.
"Yes, that's right, I was indeed the person in charge here before 3:01 in the afternoon." The man in armor glanced at the mercenaries in front of him: "Go away, guys, find a place you like to escape the heat. , Whatever you find to eat is yours."
"What happened!" Xu Yichen pressed the armoured man's shoulder: "We are here to earn high commissions. Don't want to get caught up in confusion. At the very least, tell us about our enemies? "
"The mad cow doesn't ask what the enemy is! Don't ask how many enemies there are!" roared the brawny man who had recovered after getting off the car: "The mad cow only asked where the enemy was!"
"Shut up!" The female warrior gave a mad cow, and the other party closed her mouth decisively.
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