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Chapter 33

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"As soldiers, there is only one thing you need to do now, and that is to obey orders. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net



Don't worry about things that don't belong to you. Don't overestimate yourself. "

The Guard Sergeant said coldly as he glanced at everyone with a sullen face.

"Now, let's split into groups. Black Bird, Gray Bullet, Shadow Assassin … You guys form a group and go behind that rock!"

The three people in Yellow-tooth's group all stood up after hearing the words. Before the Light Armor Warrior left, he deliberately gave Feng Luo a provocative look.

Feng Luo was expressionless.

"Sister, I want the Wings of the Sky … You guys go behind that thicket."

The Guard Staff Sergeant continued to assign teams. Two Manipulators and one Heavy Armor Warrior left the team.

"Feng Zhi Luoye, Dan Hen, Prodigal Swordsman, the three of you form a team. Go to coordinates - 2210,0705 and find a place to hide."

"Yes!"

The Machine Gunner who had shown disgust toward the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group at the entrance of the command center stood up. He looked to be around 30 years old and wore a military camouflage uniform. His face was sickly and sallow, but his eyes were sharp.

After giving a standard military salute, the Machine Gunner picked up his equipment and walked straight to his destination.

"Hmph, it's just a game. Is there a need to be like this? They're all f * cking sick! "

The Prodigal Swordsman stood up with an unhappy look on his face. He walked slowly and muttered unhappily. He was the Light Armor Warrior who wanted to show off just now.

"Soldier?"

Feng Luo had already quickened his pace, following behind the man with the ID "Dan Hen." There were still a few more hours until dawn. If he didn't find someone to chat with, it would be difficult to get through the time.

He had previously noticed that this player was not on good terms with the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group, so he did not have to worry about the player's opinion of his wanted status.

"He has already retired!"

The player named "Dan Hen" had a scar that cut across half the right side of his face. It looked like it had been left behind by a bullet, and it made him look a little scary.

However, when players created a character in War, they could choose to change the appearance of the character, but he did not do so. Plus, with this name, he was probably a person with a story.

"Which unit?"

Feng Luo's interest was piqued.

Although the world he had transmigrated to was already a unified Federation, there was also an army. It was just that it was not compulsory, but all voluntary applications.

The main mission of the army was not to be used in wars between the various member states of the Federation. Instead, it was mainly used to guard interstellar routes or to protect the mining of resource planets.

It could be said that the military in this world mostly served on some undeveloped planets, space stations, or space battleships. They were very different from the soldiers on Earth.

"T-456 fleet, Third Marine Corps, main patrol area near the 23rd Administrative Planet!"

There was some nostalgia in Dan Hen's tone, and the sharp light in his eyes softened a little.

"What's the point of being a soldier? Wearing a smelly protective suit, not seeing a woman for months, and not having any entertainment to go to. I only have so little money after I retire. It's not even enough to buy a house in the 11th District. It's not even as much as my monthly allowance. "

The Prodigal Swordsman, who was walking behind the two of them, suddenly interjected with an arrogant and mocking tone. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net





He had just been protected by the NPCs and lost face in front of everyone. Speaking now was actually a way to use his sense of superiority to regain his face and shift the awkwardness to someone else.

Unfortunately, the two people in front of him did not care about him at all. They continued their conversation, their expressions and actions completely ignoring him.

"Damn it!"

The feeling of being ignored was undoubtedly more uncomfortable than the embarrassment he had felt before. A hint of anger flashed in the Prodigal Swordsman's eyes.

The thinking of a second-generation rich kid who lived in the eyes of others all day long could not be understood by normal people.

The ambush position assigned to the three of them was on the right side of the intersection in front of the Dark Moon Canyon. It was almost the first layer of the entire ambush circle.

"It's definitely going to be difficult to defend this place," Feng Luo thought.

Looking at the terrain of the canyon, if the enemy were to retreat, there was a high chance that they would choose this place.

According to the intelligence of War's system, it would normally be assigned based on strength evaluation. This means that whether it is Dan Hen beside me or the second-generation rich kid behind me, the Prodigal Swordsman, they should all be players with decent strength according to the system's evaluation.

Forget about the second-generation rich kid. After all, his equipment was high-grade, so it was normal for him to have a high evaluation.

Although this Dan Hen was a Machine Gunner, the defensive equipment on his body looked relatively ordinary. For him to have a high evaluation, it was very likely that he had a technical advantage, just like Feng Luo.

Plus, he did not seem to have a good impression of the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group. Perhaps he could make friends with them.

Feng Luo was not a person who rejected others. In fact, as a mercenary, one had to learn to build a good relationship with partners. At the very least, one could not let them shoot you in the back on the battlefield.

After arriving at the ambush location, Feng Luo carefully looked around with the help of the faint moonlight in the sky. Finally, he found a reasonable sniping position, cleared the area, and set up the M110.

Feng Luo closed his left eye and put his right eye on the scope. He realized that his field of vision was completely dark. The light from the sniping scope was insufficient to begin with. Even if he was equipped with night vision equipment, it would still be difficult to aim in this kind of environment.

It was impossible to snipe in this kind of light. Fortunately, according to the intelligence, the target of the mission would arrive at dawn. At that time, he should have the conditions to snipe!

"Good gun!"

After setting up the M110, Feng Luo turned around and found that Dan Hen was also taking equipment out of his backpack. On top of a flat rock in front of him, a gray six-barreled heavy machine gun with a barrel length of 80 centimeters had been set up.

"Metal Roar, Level-45 Excellent-grade equipment. Uses 9mm bullets. Maximum firing rate of 90 rounds per second. Excellent evaluation. Modified goods! "

Dan Hen proudly touched the body of the gun, his tone a little boastful.

Of course, this machine gun could not be compared to the Guard Sergeant's "Crazy Ripper," but with a firing rate of 5,400 rounds per minute, it was definitely in the ranks of advanced machine guns.

Machine guns were extremely expensive. Just the price of such a high-level Excellent-grade machine gun had already exceeded the price of a Rare-grade alloy longsword with average attributes in the Exchange Hall.

"M110, Level-35 Excellent-grade equipment. I made it myself!"

Feng Luo said to Dan Hen as he patted the butt of the M110.

"This gun was made by you. I didn't expect Brother Feng to be a Gun Mechanic, and your level isn't low, right? Excellent-grade equipment is something that can only be made by someone with at least an advanced life profession!"

Dan Hen's face showed a bit of undisguised surprise. Moreover, the way he addressed Feng Luo had also changed to "Brother Feng."

From this, it could be seen that Dan Hen's EQ was not as cold as his appearance suggested.

"I reached the Expert level not long ago," Feng Luo said with a light smile.

"Gun Mechanic Expert, strong!"

Dan Hen gave Feng Luo a thumbs-up. This exclamation was completely sincere. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Brother Feng, did you become enemies with the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group?

I was ambushed by their people and killed a few of them. In the end, I hung up on an idiot called Roaring Dragon Ruinous Star.

"I was ambushed by their people and killed a few of them. In the end, I hung up on an idiot called Roaring Dragon Ruinous Star. I just didn't think that they would issue a wanted order for a small character like me! "

Feng Luo did not hide anything. In fact, this was the effect he wanted by revealing his life profession level.

It was important to know that even among large-scale player groups that specialized in life professions, there were not many who had reached the Expert level.

This was because the advancement of life professions in War was not purely based on the experience gained from crafting equipment. It could be said that if one did not have both luck and talent at the same time, it would be very difficult to become an "Expert."

In the current version, any Excellent-grade life profession player had an extremely high value. It was enough to attract the attention of most forces.

"Roaring Dragon Ruinous Star!"

Dan Hen repeated the name, and a look of realization appeared on his face. He smiled at Feng Luo.

"Brother Feng, I won't hide it from you. I'm from the Veterans Tribe!"

The Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group and the Veterans Tribe were the two strongest forces in Silvermoon City. They were also the two forces that were at odds with each other.

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