Happy New Year to the grandpa of the child, the red envelope is the emperor's armor

Chapter 81: Twenty Summoners? That's not even a fraction, the next batch of armored squad plan members, a thousand! Spooky survivors of Lighthouse Country!

What kind of special forces are presented in front of Zhang Guo's eyes at this moment!

A body of armor with a red hue neatly juxtaposed in front of him.

What an armored squad!

Zhang Guoyao people are stupid.

His heart suddenly soured.

The envy of Jinima!

I already knew I had signed up.

The armor developed by Mr. has never experienced it myself.

However, this thought only flashed in his heart.

Zhang Guoyao is also old after all.

It's just curiosity about this thing.

His gaze fell on Zhou Han on the side, and he said with some excitement.

"Sir, you have developed so many armors at once."

"For those unknown civilizations, can't we Daxia be completely unafraid?"

Zhou Han shook his head, his expression unusually calm.

"An unknown civilization is as simple as you think."

Now Blue Star can successfully evolve into a first-level civilization, all relying on his own strength.

And the unknown civilization he had to face was definitely more than one level at this level.

Even they have some science and technology that Zhou Han can't imagine.

In order to deal with all accidents, eliminate any risks.

Before that, Zhou Han must thoroughly promote the "Great Xia Everyone Like a Dragon Plan"!

And now, this small group of people is just the beginning.

He looked at the group of about 20 armored squads in the distance and said calmly.

"Abide by your heart and uphold the right path!"

"That's what you should do."

"From now on, these Flame Dragon Summoners will belong to you temporarily."

"Be yourself and protect Daxia!"

"When you gain this strength, you also need to shoulder this responsibility."

The voice fell, and these special forces were obviously stunned.

Those faces hidden under the armor showed a trace of stunned.

At the same time, excitement is mixed up.

Groove!

That's right.

That's a mech!

They still have some understanding of the words "mecha", "armor" and "emperor" in the Daxia news.

Now they can actually have such an armor 520.

Isn't that too illusory?

These special forces with extremely top mental quality couldn't help but fluctuate at this time.

It's hard to believe.

Zhang Guoyao, who was standing on the side, also blinked, and the whole person was stunned.

Groove?

This is special armor, say send it?

In the "Everyone Like a Dragon Project" in Daxia, this thing is also at the top level.

It's not two.

Rather, it was a full twenty armor summoners.

Is this sir!

This old chief's face was also red with excitement.

The twenty top special forces in front of him were his subordinates.

Now that the armor summoner is under them, Zhang Guoyao, as the chief, also feels more face-to-face at this time!

He said quickly.

"You smelly boys, don't thank you sir!"

At this time, these Daxia warriors came back to their senses, and they looked at the six-year-old looking children in the distance, and they all bowed their heads.

"Thank you, Mr."

"We promise to complete the mission!"

If before, they had a little contempt or doubt about this six-year-old child.

But now, in the eyes of these warriors, it is full of adoration.

I became more and more curious about the identity of this "gentleman".

However, these people are all warriors from the Great Xia Dynasty, and they are very clear about the identity of this gentleman.

Definitely the most mysterious person in Daxia.

These things, should not be asked, they will not ask.

Zhou Han nodded calmly.

"Hmm".

This voice made Zhang Guoyao suddenly come back to his senses.

Groove?

"Sir," the tone of indifference and the incomparably calm look.

It's like these "armor summoners" sent out are just some scrap iron.

Chief Zhang was obviously stupid.

Groove?

Is this sir?

For this incomparably precious armor summoner, there was not the slightest distress.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, stepped forward and couldn't help but ask.

"Sir, do you still have a lot of this summoner?"

Zhou Han glanced at him and bowed his head slightly.

"Since you want to complete that plan, what role can only twenty armor summoners do?"

"I'm afraid twenty is not even a fraction"

Zhou Han's rhetorical question made Zhang Guoyao obviously lose his concentration for a moment.

"Huh?"

The old chief was obviously stunned.

What does that mean?

He knew the plan he said, and naturally it was "the Great Xia Dynasty Everyone is like a dragon plan." "

But now it seems that "sir" suddenly does not understand his plan.

He let out a breath and asked again in a tentative tone.

"Sir, how long is this plan expected to be?"

Zhou Han's answer came immediately.

"Within one year, complete the final plan for everyone in Daxia!"

His answer was crisp and neat, without a hint of hesitation.

Obviously, this shoe data has always been planned in Zhou Han's mind.

The moment the words fell, Mr. Zhou's whole person was dumbfounded.

Within a year!

Are you kidding?

Everyone is like a dragon, and he sees the scale of the plan.

How is it possible to complete it in a year?

Looking at the old man's shocked expression, Zhou Han's expression did not change in the slightest.

He said calmly.

"These twenty fighters are just the initial tests."

"If nothing is out of the ordinary."

"Then the next batch of armored warrior places will continue to be distributed."

"That's about the number."

Zhou Han did not continue to speak, but put up a finger.

Zhang Guoyao immediately became excited.

"Ten people?"

Directly increase the members of the armor squad by 50%.

If it continues to grow like this, the armored squad of the Great Xia Dynasty is going against the sky!

"Great, thank you so much sir!"

But when he was about to continue, he saw Zhou Han's gently shaking head.

"Ten people is too little."

"With this kind of progress, how can it be possible to complete that plan in a year?"

Zhang Guoyao's breathing seemed to stagnate, and there was a trace of disbelief in his eyes.

He said tentatively in an extremely uncertain tone.

"Is it a hundred?"

From his eyes, a trace of doubt could already be clearly seen.

There is more left, or expectation.

This old chief's face turned extremely rosy, and he looked at Zhou Han's chuckling appearance on the side.

My heart became even more determined.

Groove!

Really a hundred?

His whole body was stunned in place.

A hundred people!

What a concept is that!

Sir actually made so many armor summoners during this time. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

That's too shocking.

In Zhang Guoyao's opinion, these 20 summoners are already extremely terrifying!

100 armor summoners, that's unimaginable.

But just when he was about to thank Zhou Han again.

But at this time, the incomparably immature voice asked.

"One hundred?"

With a bit of a smile on his face, Zhou Han glanced at him, and ignored the old chief standing in place, and walked directly towards the front.

His rhetorical tone confused Zhang Guoyao.

Did you think wrong?

Without a hundred armor summoners?

I think too much.

Zhang Guoyao raised his head and looked at the back in front of him, and couldn't help but wonder.

At this time, there was Zhou Han's leisurely voice ahead.

"The planned quota for armored warriors is not ten, nor is it hundred."

At this point, Zhou Han stood in place, paused slightly and continued to say calmly.

"It's a thousand."

"A thousand of a thousand."

Dropping these words, Zhou Han continued to walk straight ahead.

Leaving Zhang Guoyao alone in the wind.

"Bang the bell".

The old gentleman's crutches fell to the ground for a while.

He lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers, and his scalp couldn't help but feel a little numb.

He was still muttering in his mouth.

"One, ten, hundred, thousand..."

......

Beacon Country, District 51.

This is a sparsely populated no-man's land.

After the "experimental accident" bombing, there are even fewer people in this area.

On the ground, there is not a single piece of green.

If you stand here, you can even feel that the world is not colorful.

It's delicate gray and white.

Everything in front of you is like a fine line, outlining a vivid landscape.

In addition to the wasteland that was opened by the explosion, the laboratory in it was also in ruins.

In those gray soils, I don't know how many things are buried.

It is also completely unknown how many harmful substances were scattered as a result of the explosion.

"Tap-la, da-la!"

The chaotic sounds in the ruins continued to sound.

Almost every day, some regular members of the Lighthouse Nation go to some laboratories that have long been in ruins to clean up.

These people are all wrapped in tight protective clothing.

Because in this place, you never know what harmful substances will come across.

Even before this area is blown up, some abandoned laboratories need to enter with protective clothing.

In the ruins, some metal and glass residues were mixed in it.

I don't know what instrument or test tube rupture is here.

These people carry sophisticated instruments to detect environmental substances and clean up the areas.

But this batch of lighthouse countries cleaned up the team and prepared to continue to follow up.

In the ruins not far away, there was a sudden strange noise.

"Boom!"

These people were obviously stunned.

Wardfa?

This is no man's land!

After such a horrific explosion, how could there be any living things left?

These people couldn't help but get goosebumps.

It wouldn't be some monster, would it?

Several people even pulled out the pistols directly at their waist.

They glanced at each other and cautiously walked towards the area.

"Boom!"

With every step, there is a sound on this ruin.

The hearts of several people couldn't help but rise.

A trace of cold sweat had appeared on the foreheads of several people hiding under the protective clothing.

As they got closer, they finally saw what was ringing, who it was.

"God!"

"What the hell is this!"

"Oh my God, it won't!"

“......"

As everyone exclaimed, the thing finally appeared in front of their eyes with incomparable clarity.

It was a pitch-black hand, and a hint of dark red could be seen on every part of this hand.

It was a sign after the blood dried up.

What is it?

Survivors?

Very obvious fear could be seen in the pupils of these people.

In their opinion, under an explosion of this magnitude, no one can survive.

After all, this is already the day after the explosion!

Even if there are survivors, they can't live.

Or, the day after the explosion, they should have been spotted during their routine patrols.

But what is in front of you?

Is it true that the survivors of Area 51?

Several people, looking at each other, decided to open it and take a look.

After all, the current performance seems that there should be a person buried underneath.

These lighthouse soldiers began to flip through the ruins.

Finally, under the combined force of several people.

The man buried in the ruins finally revealed part of his body.

It's really a survivor!

And now it's breathing.

It looks like it can be salvaged!

This couldn't help but make them excited.

The person in front of him is most likely the only survivor of Area 51 of the Lighthouse Country!

They dug up more laboriously.

Finally, the survivors under the rubble were finally rescued by them.

The full picture of this person was also revealed in front of everyone.

It was already a miracle that his body remained intact.

No piece of skin on the whole body is complete, and the entire body is blurred with blood and flesh.

Under his arm, a fragment of a white coat could be faintly seen.

It's just that it's not white anymore.

This look can no longer be described in tragic words.

Among the soldiers of the Lighthouse Country, one person blurted out with a slight stunned.

"Dr. Smithsonian!"

"He's actually alive!"

The accompanying soldiers of the Lighthouse Nation all breathed a sigh of relief.

The heart they were hanging on finally fell.

Unexpectedly, I could really meet a survivor in the district.

"I think we'd better send the doctor to treatment as soon as possible."

"Looking at his appearance, it seems that there is still hope!"

The other soldiers also nodded, none of them objecting.

As a survivor, he has a special meaning.

Several soldiers briefly examined Dr. Smithson's injuries.

All had to sigh.

It's nothing short of a miracle!

In that case, there are no missing arms and legs, what is it not a miracle?

The group simply lifted the survivor and walked towards the temporary residence.

In the process of lifting.

The dying Dr. Smithson actually opened his eyes imperceptibly for a moment, and the corners of his mouth even showed a strange arc.