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"The many equipment we captured last time made us realize that we are not completely invincible against other players. They may still rely on those special equipment to cause excessive damage to us, and may even determine the outcome of a battle. "

"Then wait until Makoto's new mecha is ready, and we have the equipment for confrontation, and then we will act outside."

Ke Jinjun said: "According to the last capture, those mechas are mainly divided into two types: land and sea, and no air combat type has been found, so our recent foreign operations will focus on the air as the main battlefield."

Thinking of the attributes of those mechs last time, Zhang Tianyuan also nodded.

Those mechas that have been blessed by the game must be a bit too fierce.

Especially undersea combat mechs, when a submarine encounters such a thing, as long as the torpedo misses, it will be slaughtered.

Also.

These days, he also learned from the information on the chat panel that those mechas should be a special prop called "war machine", produced by a special building "mecha factory".

Each one has special attributes, and you can use the system's blessing function to continue brushing attributes on it.

It is said that the explosion rate of blueprints in this kind of factory is purely based on appearances. Some people can kill even the first-level mobs, and some people can kill monsters to the point that they have finished the army, but they can't even see the shadow of the blueprints.

In this regard, Zhang Tianyuan has no hope. He has never been a white-faced person, so he plans to paint the blueprints for a few days to try, and then activate the No. 0 support team to let those idle mechas and pilots come Help him fight monsters.

The second day after communicating with Ke Jinjun.

Zhang Tianyuan received the news that the vanguard team formed by the first branch had taken shape, so he traveled to No. 1 time and space again.

Here is already April 2011.

The progress of the national migration is nearly halfway, the cities are much empty, the streets are deserted, and the military camps in the suburbs are the most densely populated places.

Instructor Yin, who returned to the No. 1 space-time ahead of time, has already run-in with the vanguard team. Although the time is short, it is enough. After all, everyone was from the first division before.

Zhang Tianyuan looked at the team standing in front of him with their heads held high. Apart from Instructor Yin, there was only one Zheng Xu who was his acquaintance.

This young man once inadvertently arranged the migration order of an island country to Europe.

In addition to these two people, there are 100 people in the vanguard team, all of whom are diplomatic, military and medical talents. This configuration is basically the same as when he went to the legendary time and space before.

However, although the composition of personnel is similar, the equipment has been changed from shot to shot.

Zhang Tianyuan noticed that these vanguards had already used drones, and they were still drones wandering in time and space, including communication equipment, which had also undergone a major update.

That is the product of 2070, obviously this is the result of everyone's mutual communication.

After a brief inspection, Zhang Tianyuan told everyone about the situation in another time and space:

"The situation in space-time No. 7 is quite serious. The famine there is spreading, and there may be advanced life forms watching in the dark. Everyone should know this information."

The faces of the members of the vanguard team were very solemn, but no one flinched. Many of the team members were veterans who often went to other time and space to carry out rescue missions. Even some newcomers had already made psychological preparations.

Zhang Tianyuan felt relieved when he saw the people who were motionless, but he also felt that these people were too nervous. He said with a smile: "The situation over there may be very difficult, but everyone doesn't have to look dead."

"Everyone's life safety is still guaranteed."

Zhang Tianyuan made a gesture, indicating that everyone can relax.

"Even if high-dimensional life exists, they don't have the ability to directly target us, so we don't need to worry too much about our actions there."

"In addition, the headquarters has used drones to reconnaissance No. 7 space-time a few days ago. Although the land is desertified, famine is raging, and civilization is retrogressing, the current situation there should be generally stable."

"Taking a step back, if you encounter any weird situations during the exploration of time and space on the 7th, I will bring you all back immediately."

Even if the high-dimensional human beings really made some small moves, they would never be able to chase them along the space-time tunnel.

After hearing these assurances, everyone's tense faces relaxed a little, but the tension was still visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Tianyuan didn't force it, it's a good thing to be a little nervous, he looked at Instructor Yin.

Instructor Yin touched his wig, then nodded, and ordered all members to get in the car and get ready.

"Then let's go!" Zhang Tianyuan waved his hand, and opened the space-time tunnel behind him, facing the interstellar space-time.

The camera was released to the other side of the tunnel to check the basic situation, and after confirming safety, each team stepped on the accelerator and drove into the tunnel, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

……

interstellar time and space.

Murphy lay quietly on the bed, the closed glass windows shone in the moonlight, and the small room was shrouded in a layer of moon veil.

The ten-year-old girl stared closely at the bookshelf in the room. Most of the books on it belonged to her parents, and the content was too profound for her to understand.

The reason she is interested in this bookshelf is "ghost".

Yes, in the past few days, Murphy found that there seemed to be a ghost in his room, and it often expressed its existence in the form of knocking down books.

She told her grandfather, and she told her father.

But no one believed what she said. Although grandpa told her that people can see ghosts, she always felt that grandpa was coaxing her...

Even her brother Tom, who was five years her senior, laughed at her naivety.

Murphy is staring at the bookshelf now to catch the traces of that ghost with his own eyes!

She definitely doesn't blink until she spots a ghost!

The little girl stared at her eyes, her jewel-like eyeballs seemed to radiate light under the moonlight. She tightly grasped the little quilt covering her body, feeling both anticipation and fear in her heart.

All the ghost stories she had heard before came to her mind at this moment...

Murphy tried to widen her eyes, but after a while, she felt sleepiness welling up in her heart, and the pillow seemed to become extremely soft all of a sudden, as comfortable as white clouds, making people drowsy...

boom!

suddenly!

Something fell on the floor.

Murphy, who was already on the verge of falling asleep, woke up suddenly, trembling, she clutched the quilt tightly, almost screaming out of fright.

She hastily opened her sleepy eyes, and then stared at the bookshelf. Her frail body huddled under the quilt as best she could, even the palms holding the quilt were under the quilt, and only her small head was still outside the quilt.

On the other side of the bookshelf, the action of the ghost has not stopped.

Bang bang bang again.

One book after another slipped from the flat bookshelf, and now it looked extremely weird.

Murphy looked scared and happy, his eyes opened wider and wider. What was afraid was that there was a ghost, and what was happy was that there was a real ghost. She was not wrong, it was her father, grandfather and brother who were wrong!

"continue!"

She even yelled in her heart, now she wished that the ghost would continue to push down the books on the bookshelf, preferably in front of her father.

With this thought in mind, Murphy bravely escaped from the protection of the quilt, and carefully slipped out of bed, trying not to make any noise, for fear of disturbing the "work" of Mr. or Ms. Phantom.

At the same time, her eyes were fixed on the bookshelf, and the books on it were still falling down one after another.

continue!

Walking to the door, Murphy took a last look at the door. Another book was being slowly pushed away from its original position, and it was about to fall a little further outside...

Murphy held the doorknob, intending to open the door as the book fell.

However, the book suddenly stopped.

Neither retracted nor continued to go out.

It just stopped abruptly.

A question mark popped up in Murphy's heart.

Mr. Ghost just doesn't work anymore?

……

at the same time.

the other side of the ocean.

A convoy slowly passed through the space-time tunnel.

Instructor Yin sat in the co-pilot's seat, squinting his eyes to see this new space-time for the first time.

dust.

This is his first impression.

This place is like the Loess Plateau in TV dramas. You can't see a little green when you look around. The air is full of dust visible to the naked eye. When the wind blows, they can see the shape of the wind.

"We've arrived..."

Here is the 7th space-time.

Instructor Yin took out the information in his hand. The drone had already flown here before, and he was already prepared for this completely desertified environment.

"Let's go," Instructor Yin said to the driver next to him: "We will drive to the front to guide the convoy. The president will come over in a few days. Our top priority these days is to get in touch with the locals and understand their situation. It’s best to get in touch with some higher-level people.”

Through the map drawn by the last drone survey, everyone soon knew their current location and got the nearest city information.

There are no roads around, but there are roads everywhere.

Instructor Yin chose to move forward in a straight line.

So in the vast wind and sand, the team closed the windows, turned on the headlights and drove slowly towards the city.

The yellow sand of interstellar space-time is dead.

The convoy walked for a full half an hour, but they didn't meet anyone.

There are quite a few buildings around, but they have been abandoned for a long time, and there is only a pile of yellow sand inside, and almost everything has been taken away.

"It's so lifeless, only No. 2 Time and Space can match it..."

Instructor Yin looked at the yellow sand all around, and took the initiative to tell the newcomers in the team about the fact that the Mutual Rescue Society had just been established, and he was the first batch of vanguards to support Legendary Time and Space.

No matter the newcomers or the old in the car, they all listened with great interest, and everyone was very curious about the situation at that time.

Until the driver suddenly said:

"There is someone up ahead!"

Instructor Yin stopped talking and looked forward, but he could only see a piece of yellow sand.

"Where are the people?"

The driver pointed to a corner, far away, there was indeed a small shadow in the yellow sand.

"Let's go, get out of the car and have a look." Instructor Yin put on the equipment and put on a layer of daily clothes outside, and then called a few lesbians to follow, while the others waited on the spot.

That figure looks like a child, and too many people will only scare them away.

The closer she got, the clearer the figure became, until Instructor Yin saw clearly that it was a little girl in shabby clothes, wearing a faded peaked cap, a face scarf wrapped around her mouth and nose, and a scarf covering her thin shoulders. A layer of sand, and an empty plastic bottle in his hand.

The little girl was a little panicked by the arrival of Instructor Yin and the others, like a little rabbit that tensed up and might run away at any time.

Instructor Yin showed a kind smile, but just opened his mouth, the dust flowed into his mouth along the air, as if he had sucked in a pile of fine sand.

"Bah ah..."

Instructor Yin covered his mouth, using his teeth and tongue to scrape off the sand and dust in his mouth as much as possible before spitting it out.

The little girl wearing a face scarf narrowed her eyes, as if smiling, then took out another handkerchief and handed it over, signaling to Instructor Yin that she could wear it on her face.

"Thank you, thank you!" Taking the handkerchief, Instructor Yin covered his mouth with a smile, then squatted down, and shifted his gaze to the empty water bottle in the little girl's hand: "Did you come out to fetch water?"

The little girl nodded, and said a few chapters with her mouth, and pointed to the distance, signaling that she wanted to go further.

Instructor Yin frowned subconsciously, and continued to ask about the direction of the city. After learning that they had gone the right way, he invited the little girl to get in the car: "We have water in the car, so you don't have to go, I'll take you back."

The little girl shook her head warily.

Instructor Yin didn't force it, and asked someone to bring a large bucket of mineral water out of the car, and then waved the handkerchief: "This is a thank you gift for the handkerchief, please accept it."

Looking at the clean water in the plastic bottle and the sealed top of the bottle, the little girl was obviously surprised. After struggling for a while, she still stretched out her hand.

Instructor Yin handed the mineral water to the girl, watched her struggling to carry it back, and then stepped forward to help, changing the bucket to his own hand, and then walked forward with the little girl, asking about the domestic situation by the way .

The little girl also let go of her vigilance a little bit, and would use sign language to express any problems she knew.

For this reason, Instructor Yin specially found a sign language person from the convoy to interpret, and after talking with each other for a long time, the history of this time and space was revealed to everyone——

"Has your lord said that there was a big war before?"

Instructor Yin looked at the yellow sand all over the sky, thinking in his heart...

Chapter 290 Charity Organization