Late at night.

In the forest two hundred miles away from Morihara City, a field reconnaissance team was fleeing, in a hurry, looking back frequently, as if something terrifying was chasing behind him, and there was a faint sound of rustling in the woods behind him, which seemed to be approaching, and the darkness around him was like pervasive mercury, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

There are a total of three people in this team, all of them are Sunil superpowers, and the captain Fumi's tone trembled, "Don't stop, the Dire is behind!" ”

The Dire is a sign of the middle stage, a nocturnal beast that appears in large numbers, and when they appear in size, the menacing night battle begins.

The Spiritual Tide has made the beasts of the world rampant, and Morinahara City is just one of the corners, and in other locations, there are endless beasts fighting each other, and there is no place to be safe. One of the causes of the beast tide is that the weak beasts instinctively feel the pressure from the overlord at the top of the food chain, and take the initiative to leave the territory of the powerful beasts and form a group, so they cause an impact on Morihara Castle, and as the beasts are killed on a large scale, some kind of pheromone emitted will attract more powerful beasts.

The purpose of field reconnaissance is to discover the incoming beast species and warn Morihara Castle, which is dangerous work, because meeting the beast herd in the wild is doomed to death. The field reconnaissance team had sent the news back to Shangfeng, and now they were fleeing to save their lives.

Feeling the cold darkness close at hand, the three of them were terrified.

Fermi gritted her teeth, and regret flooded her heart.

"Again...... It's not the first time! ”

He has experienced three murders, three times he has been selected for field reconnaissance, he has wandered countless times on the line of life and death, and the scars on his body are still faintly painful, he is fed up with this life.

Once when the evil came, the rushing superpowers actively came back to guard the tribe, and Fu Mi was the same, and now he only felt bored and resisted, and the surging blood always had a time to slowly cool down, and he kept giving but nothing in return, year after year, Fu Mi's patience had long been exhausted. I do love my hometown, but it doesn't mean that the clan is qualified to use them as tools to arbitrarily instruct and kidnap them with that set of reasons for continuing the race.

It's so unfair! On weekdays, the remuneration for serving as a mercenary is handed over to the clan, and he has to work hard at a dangerous moment, Fumi's patience has reached the limit, why does the clan ask him to pay so much?

Is it just because it's his own race that he has to ask for nothing in return?!

Why do you ask the strong to bear so much responsibility!

His career as a mercenary in the interstellar world broadened his knowledge, and Fu Mi only felt that it was less and less worthwhile to work for the race, and his life was extremely precious, and he had only one for himself.

Many of his own warriors have firm beliefs, but there are also many warriors who think the same as himself, and after paying for so long, he feels that he has done his best for the clan.

"If I survive this time, no matter what the evil thing he is, I will never come back!" Fermi gritted her teeth.

Suddenly, a whip-like tail flew out of the forest, entangled a scout, the tail end was a sharp bone spur, pierced into the abdomen, the scout member roared, the whole body ignited martial arts, and tore the tail apart, and the inky black tissue fluid sprinkled his face.

The action of counterattacking slowed the person's pace for a moment, and this moment alone decided his life and death.

Whoa—

Dozens of thorn tails flew out, entangled the martial artist, and pulled the ground into the woods, Fu Mi hurriedly turned around, and saw a stronger martial arts arrogance erupting in the forest, setting off a surging wind, showing the strength of the martial artist to reach the C-level rank.

However, this momentum only lasted for half a second, and the arrogance exploded and fell apart, just like this person's body.

There was a sudden warmth on his face, and when he reached out and touched it, it was the hot blood of his companion.

In less than a second, a C-level martial artist was torn apart!

The cold hiss of the Dire echoed through the woods, not only behind them, but also in front of them, surrounding the two of them, and there were many whip-like shaking black shadows in the dark woods, and there were thousands of them, all of which were the tails of the Dire.

……

Tutu Tu –

The long-lasting artillery fire lit up the night, this wave of beasts lasted for five hours, the battle had entered the white heat, the third defense ring was full of the corpses of the beasts that burrowed into the ground, the steel defense team had been fighting for too long, had to change shifts, and everyone's armor was more or less damaged.

At this time, it was night, Han Xiao was carrying a large box of maintenance tools, walking behind the third defense circle, repairing the armor of the defense team one by one, the time was tight and the task was heavy, and he would be put into battle immediately after repairing.

There are other field maintenance teams that are also busy, but Han Xiao's craftsmanship is the best, and his fame has spread throughout the defense team during this time, and every unit is looking forward to meeting Han Xiao during maintenance, so that their own safety can be best guaranteed.

Welding steel plates, repairing circuits, and resetting systems, Han Xiao's maintenance actions are smooth, and the field maintenance team has equipped him with internal communication to facilitate the dispatch of tasks, and just completed the maintenance of a team, a new command came out from the headset: "B12 defense request emergency repair in wartime!" ”

B12 is Niveller's team, Han Xiao rushed to the position, Nivelle's team did not change shifts to rest, but was fighting, such wartime maintenance is the most risky, a soldier saw Han Xiao and hurriedly said: "Quick, this way!" ”

Han Xiao rushed over, only to see Nivel lying on the ground, a beast's claw marks penetrated the armor between his chest and abdomen, sparks, the leg armor was also bitten open, the broken pipes were exposed, the power plant stopped, Nivelle collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up, and a group of soldiers protected him.

"Bastards, a bunch of recruit eggs, get out of the way, don't leave your place!" Nivelle angrily scolded his subordinates, but the soldiers remained unmoved and firmly protected their superiors.

Because the soldiers shrank in formation, this position exposed a small gap, and a small wave of ground-burrowing beasts broke through the intertwined fire network and rushed through this line of defense, this situation requires the support of the standby rapid reaction force, and the reinforcements are already on the way, there will be no major problems, and it is a normal defensive conversion.

However, in Nivelle's view, this was an absolute dereliction of duty, and he was furious and struggled to get to his feet.

"Don't move." Han Xiao held Niveler down, took out materials and tools, and began to repair.

Nivelle only felt that Han Xiao's palm was like a mountain peak pressing on his body, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't move, gritted his teeth, he could only give in, and urged at the intersection: "Hurry up!" Hurry up! ”

Han Xiao's face was expressionless, "Shut up." ”

[[Sunil - Defensive Non-Commissioned Officer Armor] Derivation Progress 27%]

In the past few days, he has repaired the most soldier-level armor, and has spent millions of experience to reverse the blueprints, but there are very few opportunities to repair officers, and now it is only deduced to 27%, but he estimates that the non-commissioned officer-level armor needs [Heavy Mechanical Transformation] as a pre-requirement, and it will be stuck in the progress.

In addition to armor, he was also responsible for repairing some vehicles and turrets, and by the way, he got the blueprints of the levitating turrets, which was very fruitful.

Nivelle was helpless, although he was anxious, he could only obediently wait for repairs, although he was urging, Han Xiao's speed made him breathe a sigh of relief, and it wouldn't be long before he could fight again.