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Chapter 459 Turing's War Plan ([-])

The next day.

The light rain dyed the sea of ​​sand into a dark color, and the smoke and dust raised by the convoy floated in the sky above the rain and dew.

"War reporter? Brother, I'm afraid you're not kidding me."

Inside the hissing technology truck, a mercenary poked the camera on Turing's chest:

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, your clothes look like those who have just entered the battlefield. You bought it from a profiteer in the military affairs hall?"

"Buy whatever you want. After all, I'm just a reporter."

Turing pulled the exoskeleton body armor he bought yesterday, locked his eyes on the other party's exoskeleton armor, and smiled.

His answer sparked laughter in the car, and the mercenary approached Turing with a smile:

"Let me tell you a secret, my friend. You may not be shot to death by bullets today, nor will you be bitten to death by biological weapons."

Then, he put his mouth next to Turing's ear:

"You may have frozen to death..."

"How do you know I'm going to freeze to death?" Turing smiled unabated.

"To survive here, you need some intelligence network. I won't give you a padded jacket." The mercenary said, and then patted the armor on his body, which is the anti-low temperature module. "Speaking of which, during lunch, you Can this fox cook?"

Shagara, who was lying in the middle of the narrow carriage, bared his teeth and glared angrily, but it only attracted a lot of laughter, and some mercenaries even deliberately tried to provoke it with their hands.But under Turing's reassurance, Sagara quickly ignored the two-legged beasts.

But in the eyes of the mercenary, this is just the behavior of the reporter who did not dare to cause trouble.

The laughter in the car grew louder.

However, Turing turned a blind eye to the happy atmosphere, but looked at the small square window behind the car.

As war reporters, Turing and Aurecia were arranged in an ordinary mercenary convoy, and they were marching with the vanguard of Wu's Heavy Industries, and the battle had not yet started.

He was estimating the general direction based on the information collected yesterday, and at the same time observing the situation through the sub-body secretly implanted in this car.At this moment, the surrounding area was full of dust, and the exhaust gas of vehicles floated on the solemn marching route.

Among the information collected yesterday, Wu's Heavy Industries also collected some information on the units of the Traitor Sect.One of the combat units that looked like a promotion made Turing very concerned.

It is obviously the product of the Banga people's magic modification, and it must be seen on today's battlefield.

"Alicia, do you still remember what I told you yesterday?"

"Yeah." The little genius who was also in disguise on one side nodded, "I remember everything."

"This is a large-scale field battlefield, which is incomparable to urban street fighting and previous small fights. You must be mentally prepared."

After a brief exhortation, Turing closed his eyes, seemingly resting his mind, but in essence, he was constantly releasing the signal of the amplitude propagator to search for possible daughter parasites and Kahn.

The evolved Notus was no longer suitable to be with him, so Turing kept following him underground.

But Turing's behavior was soon interrupted again, but this time, it was a Banga.

A dark finger holding a piece of hard dry food appeared in front of Turing's eyes. Its owner was a thin Banga youth wearing a crude exoskeleton armor.

The Banga plays the role of "servant" in this mercenary team.These Banga people suffered serious discrimination on the territory controlled by outsiders. He regarded Turing, who was used as a joke, as an existence of the same status, and released a little goodwill.

Of course, Turing did not refuse his kindness, accepted the other party's dry food, and showed a smile.

"Your badge is nice."

Turing suddenly pointed to the chest of the other party, which was a metal product with poor workmanship.But the gaze of the Bangka youth changed instantly, and he lowered his head to avoid his gaze.

Turing narrowed his eyes and didn't say anything more, but at the next moment, the smile disappeared instantly on his face:
"Get down!"

Of course, this was said to Aulishia beside her.

The mercenaries next to him naturally also heard his low voice, and the moment the smile just appeared on their faces, there was a loud noise outside the car——

Phew! ! !
The entire vehicle body swayed crazily and spun crazily as if out of control. Another troop carrier driving on the same side crashed into it, instantly toppled over, and all the people in the car were turned upside down!
"Fuck! What's going on?! It's been less than half an hour since I left the house!"

Turing in the car pulled up the little genius as if nothing had happened.

Of course he knew what was going on.

The main artillery of Wu's Heavy Industries could not cover the main battlefield near the rift, so they used a decoy force to lead the Root Sect's army towards the fortress.

Now, obviously, it has arrived.

Puff -! !

A sharp claw pierced through the carriage in an instant, and a mercenary who was laughing before was instantly pierced through the head. There was a sound of gun bolts being pulled in the car, and dense firepower poured crazily towards the sharp claw. Get out of the car quickly.

"Roar!!!"

With the roar of a wild beast, a big hole was torn open in the roof of the car in an instant, and a monster fell on the inside of the car, biting the neck of a mercenary fiercely and knocking him to the ground. In the chaos, Turing He and Alicia jumped out of the big hole at the top, and a chaotic battlefield appeared in front of their eyes——

The fine drizzle washes over the deep yellow desert, and human voices, animal roars, gunshots, and the screams of the flesh being torn apart rang out together.Fireworks exploded into the sky on the left side of his gaze, and four demon weapons picked up a troop carrier on the right side and slammed into a vehicle on the far right. The window was pierced and fished out...

The little genius's throat twitched, and he had a faint physiological reaction. He subconsciously approached Turing. A monster roared, rushed from below to the two, and was pierced through the head by a spine-shaped blade.

"Don't look at me, it's actually my first time fighting."

The phantom limb retracted from under the sleeve, and the dead monster suddenly fell to the ground.

"I've seen bigger scenes than this, though."

Patting Olyssia on the shoulder, Turing turned his elbow and knocked away another monster that rushed up. The fox also jumped out from the hole below, killing the monster in an instant, covering Turing. and Alicia retreated to the rear.

After all, the mercenary troops were battle-tested, and they quickly withdrew to the main force behind while using high-tech equipment to build defenses.The two Turings were rushing towards one of them.

"Sir, the battlefield seems to be full of their monster weapons and soldiers...how do we get there!?"

It was the first time for Alicia to see such a big scene, her face turned pale, and she resisted the desire to turn her head, because she knew that at this time, she couldn't make trouble for the people next to her.

Relying on the vision provided by the phantom limb that extends inside the suit, Turing has a panoramic view of the scene behind him.

A large herd of blood-red beasts galloped in the drizzle, and further back, there were all kinds of mixed sand-colored troops attacking here.

"Give the traitor a chance, and then it's time for us to do it."

Turing smiled slightly, picked up Alicia and rushed into the newly built defense office, which was a bunker wall made of dark gray steel.

The moment it landed, a pitch-black beast broke through the ground and quickly shook off the sand from its body. It was Knotts who had been following underground.

Patting the dust on his body, Turing put Alicia down, turned around and looked at the group of monster beasts standing together with the retreating mercenary army:

"Go ahead and eat to your heart's content. But don't be too presumptuous."

The two foxes, who had been unable to hold back for a long time, grinned their teeth and let out a beast roar, one gray and one black rushed into the battle formation like lightning, stirring up pieces of blood that soared into the sky.

A mercenary next to him who fought back with a rifle watched his target being torn apart by a huge fox, and turned his gaze to Turing in a daze:
"you……?!"

This is exactly one of the mercenaries who were laughing in the car before. He could never have imagined that this frail reporter led a woman through the chaotic battlefield and ran hundreds of meters into the defense. At the same time, he could not Imagine that the fox that I tried to tease before easily tore apart several highly threatening biological weapons in just a few seconds.

Looking at the mass of gray shadows interspersed with blood on the battlefield, he swallowed in a daze.

But Turing ignored him, and after a few short instructions in Aulishia's ear, he looked at the gray and yellow army that had gradually become clear in the herd.

Tall feet, back wings, hammer fists, sharp claws.There are also a variety of firepower weapons that combine Banga features with active technology.These mixed root sect soldiers gradually advanced with the blood-red beast tide, and they were already approaching.

Turing had already seen those "sacrificing knights" covered with silver offspring.There is also a kind of "beast tamer" who wears well-balanced armor and has silver offspring floating around his body.

Each animal trainer can control a few to a dozen plural monster squads. This is the information Turing got from the fortress system yesterday.

But what Turing cares more about is another arm.

Bright red active muscles, gray-yellow exoskeleton and steel bone protein knotted together, tall and tall, sharp claws gleaming coldly, pairs of eyes emitting yellow light swept across the mercenary's position.

According to the intelligence of the Wu family, these high-level arms call themselves "Desolate Tooth Promoters", and their appearance is highly similar to the "Demon God Promoters" developed by Turing. Obviously, this is another kind of counterfeit product.

A cold light flashed in Turing's eyes, and the phantom limbs slowly flowed on the surface of the body, gradually building an indestructible exoskeleton inside.

He wanted to see for himself what kind of junk this was.

Under the astonished eyes of countless mercenaries nearby, the war reporter walked slowly towards the chaotic battlefield.

(End of this chapter)