Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr
Translator: H2dH2mr Editor: H2dH2mr As soon as Ling Lan ejected, Zilong and Luo Lang, who were right behind her, also ejected.
The three mecha rapidly plummeted and were instantly swallowed by the darkness below. No one had thought that the transport carrier would have already entered the planet's atmosphere.
"F * ck, what kind of suction is this?" The speed of the mecha's descent was much faster than that of a normal planet. Seeing the rapid acceleration of their descent shown on the screen, Zilong and Luo Lang were shocked.
Right at that moment, their mecha received a long list of planet information sent by Ling Lan. The two of them didn't even think about it. Their fingers danced as they began to adjust the data of their mecha to adapt to this unknown planet.
Qiao Ting saw that Ling Lan was the first to eject from the transport pod and his expression changed. In that instant, he hadn't been as decisive as Ling Lan. He had hesitated … this made him feel like he had lost to Ling Lan.
"Let's go!" Qiao Ting gritted his teeth and ordered his team members. He had lost to Ling Lan by one step, but he couldn't lose to him by two or three steps, or even more.
Very quickly, Team 24, led by Qiao Ting, ejected from the transport pod within a few seconds. If Ling Lan's actions had shocked everyone, then Qiao Ting's actions had awakened everyone.
Right at that moment, the JMC started a new announcement. "Those who haven't ejected in 3 minutes will be disqualified from this battle royale. Reminder, after 2 minutes and 40 seconds, the pod doors will be closed. "
The people from the other three military academies panicked when they heard this. They knew that there was no time for them to waste. Their commanding officers immediately announced that all of their supplies would be made public, allowing their team members to take what they needed before they ejected. As for how much they could take before the pod doors closed, that would depend on everyone's speed.
Compared to the chaos of the other three military academies, the First Men's Military Academy had already taken what they needed and began ejecting in an orderly manner. Within a minute, they had ejected most of their supplies. Lin Zhong-qing, who had been in the middle of a team conversation, made a gesture that only they knew to his teammates who hadn't ejected yet. Only then did he lead the logistics transport team to eject …
"Beep beep beep! Now, the countdown for closing the hatch will begin. 100, 99 … "At this moment, the JMC spoke again, reminding them that it was almost time to close the hatch.
"Members who have obtained the supplies, quickly eject. Let the members behind you take them …" Their commander began to give orders. Even though he was doing his best, the situation was still chaotic.
Some people wanted to squeeze in to get things, while others wanted to squeeze out after getting what they wanted. For a moment, they blocked each other.
"73, 72, 71 …" The countdown was getting smaller and smaller. Their commander was burning with anxiety, but he didn't know what to do.
"Regiment commander, we can only let them eject first. As for supplies and weapons, we can only let the logistics transport mechas bring as many as they can." Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, the person who was acting as the military advisor beside him quickly reminded him.
Those who could become team commanders were all outstanding people. He could also see that relying on team members to carry the supplies, if there was enough time, was a good thing. However, if they wanted to complete it in such a limited amount of time, it was indeed impossible. Therefore, he decisively ordered, "All team members, stop carrying the supplies. Eject immediately!"
This order instantly gave everyone a direction. The people outside no longer squeezed in. They turned and ran towards the hatch, quickly ejecting out.
"17, 16, 15 …" The countdown was getting closer and closer. At this moment, most of the military academies had ejected. Only some logistics transport mechas were left. The transport mechas didn't even think before randomly grabbing a few unopened boxes and throwing them onto their backs, quickly ejecting out …
"7, 6, 5, 4 …" When the last logistics transport mecha ejected out, the operator of this mecha seemed to have felt something moving at the edge of the screen … but in the next second, the rapid descent made him throw this question to the back of his mind. He anxiously gathered information and began to adjust the data of his mecha to adapt to the situation of this new planet.
"3, 2, 1 …" When the countdown reached 1, the four mechas had their hands on the targets they had long locked onto and successfully ejected out of the hatch.
“0！” At the end of the countdown, the hatch closed with a bang. The empty transport hold was left in a mess. More than half of the supplies were scattered on the ground. This was enough to prove that these military academies had not had an easy time in the next 78 hours (72 hours of the battle royale + 6 hours of searching for the base camp).
Qiu Yue, who had been paying attention to the third cabin of the seventh ship, saw the movements of the last four mechas. His eyes lit up and he immediately ordered, "Rewind the image to 5 seconds ago!"
The A.I. once again rewound the image to the last 5 seconds. When the last mecha had ejected out, four mechas had quickly pounced out from a hidden corner. They pounced towards the area where the three military academies had placed their supplies. Their goal was clear. The mechas reached out with their hands, each grabbing four large boxes before ejecting out of the hatch.
Qiu Yue froze the moment when they grabbed the large boxes and then enlarged the image. Although the image was not very clear due to the high speed, and the school insignia on their chests that represented their identities were also a bit blurry, he, who had also graduated from the First Men's Military Academy, was naturally familiar with the school insignia of his alma mater. He instantly determined that they were from the First Men's Military Academy.
"F * ck, what a bunch of lunatics!" For the sake of supplies, they had actually endured until the end. He really shouldn't praise them or criticize them. If they were unlucky, they might lose their right to participate in the battle royale.
Although Qiu Yue was scolding them, there was a smile on his face. It looked like he was still very satisfied with the bold actions of these four people.
"Since your commander is Ling Xiao's son, he should be able to help you overcome those difficulties," Qiu Yue thought to himself. Indeed, the ejection location of the seventh ship under his arrangement was the most troublesome place on this planet. If they were unlucky, they wouldn't be able to reach the designated location within 6 hours …
"Don't disappoint me! Although it's difficult, as long as you can decipher the mystery inside, you might be able to reach it in an hour. Don't be fooled by your own eyes. " Qiu Yue was full of anticipation. He truly hoped that Ling Xiao's son could also inherit Ling Xiao's wisdom and resourcefulness. Ling Xiao wasn't just a god-class operator.
"The wind speed is level 12. Even if we control the wind speed with all our might, we can't guarantee the final landing point." Looking at the wind speed and wind speed reported by Little Four, Ling Lan didn't frown, but she was still a bit worried. The biggest taboo in the battle royale was for members to be separated and fall behind. In addition, there were other competitors ejecting at the same time. If a member fell behind and bumped into the main group of other competitors, then that would be tragic.
Right at that moment, Little Four suddenly reported, "All the data is stabilizing. The wind speed is decreasing, and the gravity is increasing … Boss, we might be about to land on the planet's surface."
Ling Lan found that her surroundings were still pitch black. There was no light at all. This made it impossible for her to estimate the situation on the ground. She instantly made a judgment and immediately ordered Little Four, "Release the hovering signal flares!" At the same time, Ling Lan's fingers danced quickly. Based on the data obtained from Little Four's analysis, she once again adjusted the mecha's settings. She made the mecha's falling speed slow down, and in the end, it successfully entered a hovering state.
"Bang, bang, bang." Three explosive sounds rang out. Three dazzling purple signal flares instantly rose into the air and hovered above Ling Lan's mecha. In this thick darkness, these three signal flares appeared so bright and eye-catching that no one could ignore them.
Zilong and Luo Lang, who had been ejecting just a second after Ling Lan, saw three indistinct purple lights suddenly appear in mid-air far away from them. They were instantly overjoyed.
When they had just started falling, their mecha had been in the midst of the strong winds. They had been worried that they would be blown away from their original position by these hurricanes. In the end, if they were too far away from Boss, they wouldn't be able to see the signal flares and wouldn't be able to find Boss. Luckily, they were only blown away a little. They weren't too far away from Boss' position. Overjoyed, they immediately operated their mecha to fly towards the source of the light.
It should be said that after the design and arrangements of Han Jijun, Li Lanfeng, and three other senior military strategists who had been sent over, the final document could indeed be considered comprehensive. It listed all possible scenarios, including how to gather the team members in the dark.
Thus, when Ling Lan fired these three signal flares, the team members who saw the signal flares all knew what they meant. A dazzling purple meant that they needed to hover in the air urgently. There might be danger on the ground. Three flares meant that the person firing them was a commander of the highest rank. At the same time, the three signal flares also told Ling Lan her true position — she was right in the middle of the three signal flares. And the most important meaning of these signal flares was to gather!
Qiao Ting, who had arrived a little later than Zilong and Luo Lang, also saw these three dazzling purple signal flares. Without hesitation, he aimed them above his head and fired one dazzling purple and one green signal flares. Similarly, his actions were in response to Ling Lan's signal flares. Firing the same purple signal flares was to tell Ling Lan that he already knew. Meanwhile, the green signal flares were the signal flares that belonged exclusively to Qiao Ting's identity. Before he told Ling Lan his identity, he was also gathering his team members.
After the other team leaders saw these signal flares, they all followed suit. Very quickly, several dazzling purple signal flares rose from the sky. Accompanying these purple signal flares were other signal flares of different colours. Instantly, the originally pitch-black night sky was adorned with an unusual beauty.
The team members who hadn't been blown too far away and could see these signal flares instantly had a target. Energetically, they operated their mecha and flew towards the signal flares belonging to their battle team.
"Are those from the First Men's Military Academy? How are they so well-prepared? "Seeing this scene, the other members of the other military academies began to feel envious, jealous, and hateful. Compared to the First Men's Military Academy's methodical and well-prepared preparations, they were like headless flies, not knowing what to do next.
However, the mecha operators with brains all operated their mecha to flash away from the area of these signal flares. They knew that once they entered these areas and were discovered by their opponents, they would definitely become their spoils of war. They would not make such a low-level mistake.
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