"Of course." The short and fat woman said as if it was a matter of course, "Fighting with a demonic body alone is just like us humans taking off our clothes to fight. Although some people's demonic body is extremely defensive and even tougher than high-grade military armor, if you add a set of combat armor on the outside, it is equivalent to a double defense. And for those who are perceptive, or good at hiding, life-saving, and other magic mark abilities, combat armor is even more useful!"
Dudian nodded: "But …"
"Don't worry about not being able to wear it. Miss Lisa said that the combat armor is tailor-made. It is completely suitable for the transformation of the demonic body. What is your magic mark? Tell me." The short and fat woman took out a small book and asked.
"Splitter." Dudian answered truthfully.
The plump woman scribbled a few notes on the notebook and then threw the notebook back on the table. She walked up to the metal rack with the black wrist guard hanging on it. "This is your soldier's auxiliary individual combat system. It's a little different from the equipment you know."
She took one from the shelf and threw it to Dudian.
Dudian raised his hand to catch it. He was stunned when he looked down.
It was not a wrist guard. It was a bit like a wristwatch but it was wider. There was a display screen on top of it.
"Put it on the hand that you rarely use in combat. If you are right-handed, put it on your left hand. If you are left-handed, put it on your right hand to prevent it from being damaged in battle. Although this thing is very hard, the display board on it is not," the short and fat woman said.
Dudian's eyes flashed. He seemed to think of something but he was not sure. He did as he was told and put it on his left hand. At this time, the short and fat woman came over. First, she checked if he had put it on properly and helped him tighten it. Then, she stretched out her chubby fingers, which were trimmed to the point like sharp claws, and gently tapped on the side of the display board. Soon, the display board lit up.
Dean's conjecture was confirmed, and he couldn't help but be stunned.
The chunky woman saw Dean's reaction and gently smiled. Many people who came to the border for the first time were surprised by the auxiliary combat system. After all, they had only seen the 'light' in the flame and the starry sky above their heads.
The display board was blue. In less than four or five seconds, the background slowly turned green, and then a white grid appeared. In the center of the grid, there was a green dot, and beside the green dot were densely packed yellow dots.
Dean stared blankly and seemed to be in a daze.
His reaction was completely within the short and fat woman's expectations. She explained, "As the name suggests, this auxiliary combat system is a device to help you fight on the battlefield. This grid is a map, and each grid is one kilometer long. The grid at the outermost edge is thinner, and when you move there, the grid will return to the size of the central area."
"The green dot above is you. The surrounding yellow dots are our allies. If there's a red dot above, it's the enemy!"
"The enemy is an alien race or a demon. It's also possible that it's a human who isn't equipped with a personal combat system."
Dean came back to his senses and nodded slightly. He didn't say anything, but there was an indescribable complex feeling in his heart. He was surprised and worried at the same time. But in the end, he was surprised!
Electricity!
The God Kingdom had mastered electricity, and it was even being used on the battlefield!
Moreover it wasn't just electricity, but a deeper application of magnetic field!
This was enough to show that the technology mastered by the God Kingdom was far higher than he had expected!
Mastering electricity was the real difference between the ancient and the modern. Once the God Kingdom mastered electricity, it meant that if the God Kingdom found the relics of the old era, they would be able to use it directly!
Moreover, electricity would be of great help to the promotion of industrial reform. It would greatly improve the speed of human scientific and technological progress!
Dean could feel that it wouldn't be a short time before the Kingdom of God mastered the power of the individual combat system.
For him, the more advanced the technology of the God Kingdom was, the greater the hope of resurrecting Aisha! But he was worried that in the future he would go to the God Kingdom with advanced technology. The advantage of the super chip in his hands would be weak.
However, he believed that even if it was weak, it wouldn't be too weak. At worst, he could skip the electrical revolution. After the electrical revolution, there was the third industrial revolution. It was the era of science and technology. The rise of a series of technologies such as biological cloning technology and aerospace technology was enough to bring earth-shaking changes to the world. Moreover, he had the strongest weapon in his hands, nuclear weapons!
However, when it came to cloning technology, Dean couldn't help but think of the Temple in the Barker's Wall. By cutting out the original body of the parasitic soul worm and mixing it with the Aragami factor, it seemed to be called biological cloning technology.
In this abnormal era, the technology seemed to be somewhat abnormal. There were some things that the God Kingdom had mastered after the third industrial revolution. After all, the old era wasn't completely destroyed. There were a lot of relics left behind. There were crystallization of human wisdom. It wasn't uncommon for the God Kingdom to bring abnormal growth in technology. It was even possible for the God Kingdom to create nuclear reactors.
However, the probability of this was low.
After all, the nuclear weapons technology was the secret of the God Kingdom. The possibility of carelessly leaving the technology in the relics was not high.
"When did the Empire create this auxiliary combat system?" Dean recovered from his thoughts and asked her.
The short and fat woman was surprised. She didn't expect that Dean wouldn't ask about the magic of this thing but about its age. She frowned: "Why are you asking about this? It's not something you should care about. "
Dean replied: "I'm curious. The Empire is too powerful! It's amazing that they could create such a magical thing! So I want to know when the Empire created it. Is it possible that they created it hundreds of years ago? The people who made these things are amazing! "
His face was filled with admiration and heartfelt admiration.
Seeing his appearance, the short and fat woman chuckled and said, "Needless to say, this is the masterpiece of the Temple. It was created more than 120 years ago. This is already the improved fifth generation combat system. It is more advanced than the previous ones. Not only can it sense the position of allies and enemies, but it can also communicate temporarily within a certain range!" She stretched out her chubby finger and pressed on the only slightly raised black particle next to the display board. The display board suddenly fluctuated like an audio frequency.
"Hello, hello." The short and fat woman approached the display board to test the sound.
Her voice echoed from the front edge of the combat system. But after the electric current processing, it sounded more pleasant and younger.
Dean was startled. He didn't expect that the radio system had been developed by the Kingdom of God!
"Don't be surprised. It's called instant communication. It's one of the abilities to assist the individual combat system." The short and fat woman thought that Dean was scared.: "On the battlefield, you can use this to contact your allies on the same channel. But the range of the allies can't be too far …"
Next, she gave Dean a detailed introduction of the various functions inside.
Dean found that this thing contained a lot of technology. In addition to life detection and radio, there was temperature and terrain display. It could be debugged and displayed on the grid. Moreover, it was completely waterproof. Even if it was soaked in water for a few days it wouldn't be a problem. It could be used for a month if the radio wasn't used frequently.
"Remember, no matter what the situation is, you can't abandon this thing. You can't take it off even if you want to take a bath. Of course, there's no condition for you to take a bath here." The short and fat woman solemnly looked at Dean and warned him in a serious tone: "Even if your arm is cut off on the battlefield, you must pick it up!"
"Otherwise, the other allies' combat system will show your position. They will reinforce you and put you in danger! If you lose this thing, you will face the heaviest military punishment except death. I guarantee that it will be more painful than death! "
Dean nodded slightly. But in his heart, he thought that preventing the allies from saving him was secondary. Most of the time, it was to use this to see their position. It was to prevent people from avoiding the battle or even killing each other.
On the battlefield, unless it was a soldier who had graduated from military school, people like Dean, who had to rely on themselves to climb up, would not save others in a situation of their own safety. It was tantamount to finding trouble for himself.
As for the situation of his own safety, it was needless to say that he couldn't protect himself. It would be good if he didn't drag others down with him!
"Well, it's none of your business. You can go. I'll ask someone to send your combat armor to you." The short and fat woman waved her hand to send Dean away.
Dean turned around and left with Aisha.
Outside the tent, there was a short-haired young officer who also had a buzz cut. Nine out of ten soldiers here had a buzz cut. Short hair was more convenient in battle. This was the experience concluded by the veterans. In a prolonged battle, the hair would be mixed with the enemy's blood or even internal organs. It was very likely that the hair would fall down and touch the eyes, or even block the vision. Therefore, a buzz cut perfectly eliminated such potential dangers.
Of course, the old era's soldiers didn't shave their hair for such a bloody reason.
"Are you new? Come with me, I'll take you to your residence." The young officer said stiffly. He seemed serious and indifferent.
Dean nodded.
The young officer took Dean to a tent about 100 meters away. The tent was rectangular, more than 20 meters long and 10 meters wide. It was a medium-sized tent here, but it was also extremely spacious. There were 40 beds in it, divided into four rows, with ten beds in each row. At the moment, many of the beds were occupied. There were clothes and some small parts piled up on the beds, such as a monster's skull, claws, fur pillows and so on.
Dean glanced around. There was nothing but six beds with uniform quilts. There were thirty-four people living here. Including him, there were thirty-five people!
Without exception, all thirty-five people were men. It was estimated that the women were assigned to women's tents.
The young officer led Dean into the tent and said: "You can pick any of the empty beds here. Remember, don't cause trouble here, or else you will be punished by military law! In addition, if there is an announcement outside, be sure to gather in the square within ten seconds. Do you know where the square is? Ask the others. "He turned around and left as if he had completed his task.
After he left, Dean turned his head and saw many people in the tent looking up at him. To be precise, they were looking at Aisha who was next to him.
Greed, evil desire, naked eyes, without the slightest concealment.
Dean's face turned cold. He took Aisha to an empty bed inside the tent. After a few steps, a leg stretched out from the second row on the right. It was the first bed on the side of the aisle that Dean passed through, blocking his way.
"Buddy, how's the matter I discussed with you?" The owner of the leg was a thin young man in his late twenties. There was a fire scar on his face, which looked a bit scary. At the moment, he said with an excited smile on his face.
Dean stopped for a moment.
Everyone's eyes showed a playful look.
Dean lowered his head and seemed to be afraid to speak. But no one knew that his eyes stayed on the young man's leg. Only the young man felt it, but he laughed even more. He didn't mean to take back his leg.
— Then he found that he could no longer take it back.
Without any warning, the outstretched leg broke at the knee with a snap. When the leg fell to the ground, blood gushed out. The cut surface was very neat.
The young man was stunned for a moment. The pain passed to his brain. He immediately screamed and rolled on the bed while holding the broken leg. His face was full of pain. He stared at Dean and suddenly shouted, "Murder! Someone is killing! "
Others followed. Some people laughed.
Some people frowned and seemed to be thinking about something.
Soon, footsteps came from outside. The young officer who had just left came back. At the same time, there was an officer of similar age next to him. The two came together and lifted the tent. They immediately saw the scene in front of Dean and the young man rolling on the bed.
"This …"
"What's the matter!" The young officer who had sent Dean was furious. He immediately came forward and scolded. At the same time, he looked at Dean angrily. At this moment, Dean was standing in front of the broken leg. Obviously, it was Dean who did it.
Dean looked calm and said in a cold voice, "He provoked me first. I defended myself."
Hearing Dean's words, the young man was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He immediately held back the scream and cried to the young officer, "Sir, you have to help me! He didn't do anything. I just wanted to discuss something with him. He attacked me. Everyone saw it with their own eyes. If you don't believe me, you can ask everyone. Isn't that right? "
"Yes!"
"Yes, this newcomer is too arrogant!"
"It's just a question, but he actually sneak attacked! Despicable!"
Suddenly, someone joined in the uproar.
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