Vol 2 Chapter 253: After this battle, I will return to my hometown and get married...

After the sky finally dimmed, a small one-sized airship appeared in the sky, with flashing red lights, and docked directly above the fortress.
"Boom!" A metal box was roughly thrown into the fortress, and the airship was sprayed with white steam, slowly raising its height.
"Do you guess that apart from the monster weapons, will there be another group of monster soldiers?" The boring mercenaries pointed at the box and bet each other.
Before the battle came, these blood-licking guys could only rely on this way to pass the time and relax.
Li Yanlong and the monk Feng Wuyi opened the box with a crowbar, revealing the goods inside, a full box of large armor and heavy weapons.
Just as the mage said, these equipment were really made temporarily, and the heavy armor had no decorations and no patterns.
The rough surface, with the dark gray after metal oxidation, shows a unique industrial beauty.
The huge warhammer, wheel axe, and even the most basic anti-skid technology were randomly piled into the box. As the box opened, a metal helmet rolled all the way to the feet of the demon hunter.
Xu Yichen reached out and picked up the helmet. After starting, the weight was nearly five kilograms, and the rough edges were even a bit tied. He looked up at Yang Yuefan: "The assembly line, stamping and molding, and planing to remove the bad aesthetics, this thing has considerable defensive power. "
Of course Yang Yuefan heard the meaning in the words of the Demon Hunter, and the Witch Kings had already completed the initial increase in productivity to the industrial level at least during this period.
Compared with the Far South, where weapons and armor manufacturing still remain at the level of handicrafts, the gap between the two is quite huge.
"The Templars, Abraham Lincoln, take out the equipment of the'Uruk' strong orcs and distribute them to those strong orcs." From the tower, the voice of Mage Werther was strengthened: "If they do not respond to those equipment If you do, let your people arm them with these equipment."
Abraham shrugged and took a team of slave soldiers to count the equipment inside: "Maybe those strong orcs will eat me first."
"I've seen their distant relatives, the green ones, they really eat people." The demon hunter introduced the prototypes of these things, making the Templars almost weak.
"Dear mercenaries, adventurers, please be aware that your mission is here. After one hour and eight minutes to one hour and seventeen minutes, the swarm will arrive at the 370th station." Mage Witte's voice Reverberating throughout the base, all the mercenaries stood up straight and began to prepare for battle.
As the slave soldiers emptied the iron box, the inside of the box gradually revealed complicated patterns, and the voice in the tower sounded again: "Mercenaries, I need you to put an intact bug into this Box, your task is complete."
The leader of the sword and shield team stood in the middle of the square: "Master Mage! How should we evacuate after we have completed the mission! We all know that this ruined place will not last!"
This group of mercenaries had previously planned to directly control the wizard when the wizard Witt arrived, and asked the other party to let themselves leave this ghost place.
But the Templars told him euphemistically that the only result of doing this was to attract high-level mages and burn all living things here to slag.
There is no negotiation, no compromise, only obedience and fair dealing. This is how the people of New World perceive the mage group.
"I have paid a high enough commission, and my only request is a living bug!" The voice of the mage Werther came from the top of the tower: "Although I also think that the probability of your survival is very low, but you are the only one His hope is to resist the attack of the insect swarm here and eliminate them all here."
"Sorry everyone, I can only help you kill more bugs and reduce your stress." Despite this, the mage's voice didn't mean anything to be sorry.
"I'm not doing this ghost mission!" A lone wolf mercenary roared towards the tower: "If I can't survive, you don't want to get any bugs as pets!"
The next moment, a lightning bolt from the sky smashed the hapless man in metal armor into a corpse, and twitched reflexively on the ground.
"Sorry everyone, any behavior or individual that may affect the mission is not allowed." Mage Witte said calmly: "The first thing you worry about should be my mission, because if the mission is not completed, even if you are lucky, you can If you survive here, you will be physically destroyed by me or other wizards after that."
"The priority of the task is far greater than the meaning of your existence." The voice on the tower completely stopped, leaving the mercenaries outside silent.
"Okay, don't be in a daze, let us give priority to surviving from here, you have all heard! The bugs are coming soon! All cheer up!" The demon hunter clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention: " I did not intend to be a ration for bugs!"
Several players looked at each other and smiled. These mercenaries won't work hard this time~EbookFREE.me~ This is a good start for their mission.
The Templar commanded the slave soldiers to talk about the guy who had been smashed to death, moved into the barracks, and looked far away with solemn expression.
Although the sun has set, an artificial light source illuminates the entire steel fortress at the top of the tower where the wizard is, allowing the defenders to easily see places thousands of meters away.
At the foot, the slight vibration from the ground caused the demon hunter to walk up the city wall with his weapon: "Get ready to start the carnival! Our guests are already here!"
The female warrior took out the bottle of ‘Taylon’s Sputum’ that the Demon Hunter gave her from her arms. Of course, Vittoriya always thought this thing was called ‘Green Lava’, and Xu Yichen made up this name casually.
Vittoria knocked off the mouth of the bottle on her shield and drank half of the bottle in one sip: "Finally, this TM is the life I want!"
"Fight! Never-ending battle! That's right, this is the place of my glory!" The mad cow stood beside the female warrior holding up his weapon, and slapped his chest with the other hand: "Come on! If this is my last battle, let me use the blood of my enemies to honor my tribe!"
The roar of the barbarian boosted everyone's morale.
When the others took their place, Mad Cow cautiously asked next to the female warrior: "If we all survive and after this battle is over, will you return to the tribe and marry me?"
"No, get out." Vittoria rolled her eyes and raised her own shackles, feeling that this person might not be sick.
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