My players are so fierce

Chapter 239 238. The bud of the grand army battle

Thirty-year-old Yan Sang is a rather strange little player.

His character attributes are very extreme. With 8 points of full perception and 7 points of dexterity, Brother Meow Meow is astonished. What is even more outrageous are his two character specialties.

One is [Flight Expert].

This is an extension of Yan Sang's real career.

In reality, he was an instructor at a civil aviation school. Before becoming an instructor, he flew special aircraft for a period of time, the kind that were used to spread pesticides, perform firefighting and rain.

The second specialty is awesome, it's called [Danger Intuition].

The description of his specialty is that he can sense the coming danger and prepare for it. Anyway, according to Yansang himself, this may be a special result of his career.

"Think about it, flying a plane sounds cool, but the chance of surviving if something happens is very slim. Anyway, in our line of work, you have to be brave and careful, and you have to dare to take a risk when necessary. .

I'm not exaggerating. There were several dangerous situations when flying a plane in the past few years, and it was only through my extreme maneuvers that I was able to avert the danger. "

In the last carriage of the carriage convoy departing from the Executive Yuan, Yan Sang was bragging about his past career to the Mew Miao Brother Six.

Don't mention it, ordinary people really can't meet such "special talents" in reality. After all, flying a plane is indeed a technical job, and ordinary people are not qualified for it.

"Well, even if you work in this line of work, you will be afraid of many people. Not only you, but your family members will also be afraid."

Yan Sang beat her knees and sighed:

“After I fell from 2,000 meters and had to parachute to escape, my family refused to let me do anything, so I had no choice but to switch careers and open a school to train young underachievers. China is also liberalizing this aspect.

As for business, I can barely make ends meet, but I just want to fly again occasionally. "

"It's so easy. Can't you just turn into a vampire?"

Sanwudou, who was enjoying his bragging, interrupted and said:

"Not only can you fly, but you can also fly on your own and have wings. How cool is that?"

"I just plan to become a vampire, but to be honest, flying with wings is not the same as flying a plane. It feels different."

Yan Sang shook her head and said:

"Anyway, let's see when the time comes. My flying skills are not just for show. Whatever falling leaves are floating or cobra maneuvers, you just have to have your hands on."

"Brother, can you introduce me to a stewardess?"

Brother Heise joked:

"You must know a lot of people in this industry."

"Hey, it's all about beauty. If you really have a flight attendant girlfriend, just cry. Just the irregular working hours can give you a headache. And to be honest, there are indeed a lot of scandals in this industry. There is nothing we can do about it. , flying back and forth every day is stressful.

Handsome guys and beauties must have a way to relax. "

Yan Sang pouted and said:

"Besides, I used to fly a special aircraft and not a civil aviation company. How could I get to know flight attendants through so many channels? But don't mention it. If you think about it carefully, it seems that several of my previous girlfriends have changed careers to become flight attendants.

Maybe you were influenced by me and fell in love with the feeling of flying around?

Let's make an appointment offline, and I'll see if I can get some phone numbers for you. It's rare for our brothers to see eye-to-eye with each other, so I must help you. "

"Justice!"

Brother Meow Meow stretched out his thumb and waved.

He felt that the brother in front of him was really interesting and had a very cool style. Playing with such a person would definitely not cause any trouble.

The most important thing is that everyone has common interests!

Therefore, joining the "Big Bird Roaming" group is naturally "a destiny". In literary terms, isn't this a fateful encounter?

"Let's take a look at the jackals on the way."

Brother Miao Miao said to the people in the carriage:

"Although we will definitely not be able to grab the top spot in the personal standings and team standings, since it is the main mission, we can't just let it go. There are jackals along the way. As long as it doesn't delay things, we can still let us do our best.

Brother Qu, go out for a walk later and find a small jackal lair."

"I'm already here, and I'm still using my brother's physical body to conduct reconnaissance? You really look down on us for detecting psionic masters."

Yan Sang, who was sitting opposite him, immediately snorted and casually used the elementary detection technique he learned from his mentor Heru in an unskilled manner.

A blurry mirror made of psychic energy was projected in front of everyone's eyes, like a perspective looking down from the sky, constantly changing the perspective amidst Yan Sang's poor manipulation of details.

The bird's eye view sounds cool, but Yan Sang's control is terrible.

The picture is as miserable as a ten-level mosaic, but at least you can see some black spots representing the movement of creatures.

Ten seconds later, they discovered a group of jackals wandering around in the woods outside an abandoned village ahead, poking their heads out.

"That's it."

Brother Miao Miao quickly determined the target and asked:

"Yan Sang, how far away are these guys?"

"Well, wait, let me do the math first. The mapping formula for detecting psychic powers is a bit complicated. How else can we say that people who are not good at mathematics cannot learn psychic powers? Even the most basic detection spell must be mapped and set. Enter two formulas.”

Yan Sang complained and took out a piece of paper. After writing on it for more than ten seconds, he scratched his head and said:

"About, maybe, maybe 3-5 kilometers away? It's my first time to use it too. I used my psionic power a little too hard just now, and I feel a little dizzy now."

"so far?"

The Meow Meow Six were suddenly surprised, and he exclaimed:

"Are you using a basic detection spell, right? It can reach as far as 3 kilometers? Wouldn't the advanced detection technique be able to span dozens of kilometers?"

"Hey, you underestimate the spiritual power of this world."

Yan Sang rubbed his head and leaned against the wall of the carriage while explaining:

"According to my unreliable mentor, Mr. Helu, he can easily detect the details of a predetermined target within a 30-kilometer range by using the detection technique with the help of the calculation orb, and do a few things that only he can detect. psionic mark.

He said that when they were developing the fortress and executing 'Plan D', the spell used to detect Cadman City was controlled by him and several senior brothers.

That’s a straight-line distance of more than 300 kilometers!

The reconnaissance techniques used by those psychic masters can even span half a continent, such as directly observing the terrain of Transia from the White Cliffs.

Of course, that level of detection often requires the assistance of some powerful spiritual items.

This is what bothers me.

You said they can see things dozens of kilometers away, why can't they develop a spell that can penetrate clothes? Logically speaking, this should be a piece of cake. "

"Maybe it's because of the psionicist's ethics and decency?"

Brother Qu whispered next to him:

"After all, it sounds weird to use psychic spells to do this kind of thing. How is it any different from using a cannon to kill mosquitoes? It's not wrong at all."

"If he doesn't teach you, you can develop it yourself."

Brother Heisi smiled quite subtly. He patted Yan Sang on the shoulder and said:

"After you develop it, don't forget to teach me."

"Shit! Do you know how difficult it is to create your own psychic powers?"

Yan Sang complained:

"One of the rigid criteria for being promoted to a psionic master in the Tower of Rings is to create a psionic skill of your own. I have been learning from Heru these days, and I only learned the Eagle Eye Technique and another Peeping Eye. This thing is better than psionic skills." Impact is much harder.

I also took a peek at Helu's spell book. Any intermediate psychic in it requires memorizing more than four formulas and mentally calculating some data. Even with the help of the calculation orb, I can't stand it.

I am playing a game, not here to receive re-education!

I think my career as a scout psionicist is useless. Fortunately, there are still two career columns. I will have to study it carefully later. I will squint for a while and call me when the place is right. "

"Shua"

A short-handled vampire-style staff was thrown to Yansang by Brother Mingmiao.

The latter took it in his hand and took a look. This exquisite veteran-level midnight secret energy staff made his eyes widen. Then he saw Brother Mew Miao grinning at him and said:

"I used it before. I will give it to you now. Think of it as a gift for you to join the team. Our team is elite. Everyone is a brother. Your detection skills can be of great use. You must take good care of it." practice.

From now on, he will be the ‘eye in the sky’ of our Big Bird group. "

"Damn! I've heard people say that all of you, the first batch of veteran players who entered the game, are extremely rich. Now it seems to be true!"

Yan Sang's head no longer hurts, and his chest no longer feels uncomfortable. He is leaning on the thick, hard and handsome scarlet staff and moving it up and down in a very "wonderful" gesture. He pats his chest and grins:

"Brother Miao Miao is a righteous man. Next time you go out in style, I will treat you! You are not allowed to snatch it from me."

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"Retreat as a team! Retreat slowly and lure out the jackals chasing you."

"The second team is ready to charge! Shielders in front, melee fighters in the back! Don't mess up."

"Everyone in the third team except the shooters, pick up the explosive bombs in your hands and wait for my order. Remember to delay for three seconds before throwing them out!"

In a hilly woodland in the Dark Barony, Happy Stick, who was flapping his wings in the air and observing the battlefield at dusk, grabbed his own computing orb and issued an order from time to time.

Twenty meters below him on the ground, the players of the "Scarlet Hammer and Sickle Regiment" who he divided into three teams were following his instructions to encircle and suppress a medium-sized gnoll camp.

Their numbers were far smaller than those of their opponents, but they remained calm in the face of danger. It had been five days since the mission to exterminate the jackals was released, which was enough time to temper the immature recruits into soldiers who knew how to obey orders.

Of course, it is impossible to expect players to follow the same orders and prohibitions as soldiers, but Brother Bang is very satisfied with the current situation.

At least they will advance strictly in accordance with their instructions. They will not rush forward recklessly and die, nor will they cowardly drop their weapons and run away. This alone makes Brother Bang extremely happy.

At this time, the happy stick flying in the air felt that the ground in front of him was like a "chessboard". The players who were moving according to the orders were his chess pieces. He, the chess player, was looking at the overall situation with an excellent field of vision.

He saw more than thirty jackal barbarians chasing and killing the nine people in the retreating first team, but the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry brothers were already experienced in many battles.

They protected their bodies with shields and retreated slowly from the scope of the gnoll camp, just like bait used to lure greedy fish, luring the delicacies to attract the frantic barbarians away from their own formation.

The leader of the other party's jackal barbarians seemed to be aware of the danger.

It yelled and ordered its soldiers to come back! But such a weird roar revealed its position, causing Brother Bang to pull out the large-caliber shotgun behind his back, flap his wings, hover in the air, take aim, and then pull the trigger.

"boom"

The flying projectiles hit the breastplate of the barbarian leader, causing the latter to stumble over, and chaotic arrows flew into the sky. But Brother Bang had already raised the height, and the wind that caused the wings to flap would be at this height. The harmless arrows were knocked down.

The leader of the barbarian soldiers was not dead, but he was beaten with blood and it was not even fatal.

But it has no chance to save its men!

"Team Three! Throw!"

Brother Bang shouted in the team communication that the people assigned to the third team were all new players.

Their low-level weapons and equipment are mediocre, but they remember their orders.

Although two idiots got excited and ignited explosive bombs and threw them out, the remaining eight people counted three numbers silently in their minds before using all their strength to throw the round explosive bombs into the more than thirty jackals in front. among.

This thing exploded when it hit the ground, blowing four or five unlucky people into the air on the spot. Then the first team changed their formation and counterattacked, and the close combatants of the second team also fought out from all directions under the guidance of the piercing charge horn.

More than thirty jackals were cut down to the ground within a few minutes, leaving Brother Bang's battle group unscathed.

There were a total of fifty or sixty jackals in this medium-sized camp. Half of them were killed at once, causing the opponent's morale to collapse immediately. Even though several barbarian leaders and their chiefs yelled, they could not restore the decline.

The battle has reached this point and it is impossible for anything to happen again.

After completing an excellent command, Happy Stick breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand in the air. The 40 recruits of the Cadman People's Army who had been placed in the forest behind the camp finally got the order to come out at this time, cooperating with the players. They began to defeat the scattered gnolls from both sides.

As for the elite leader and several elite barbarian leaders, they are naturally in the pocket of Brother Bang and his Tiger and Leopard Cavalry.

They ended up using blunt weapons and wanted to capture these elites alive and sell them to the Fight Club for money.

A Barbarian Elite costs 50 gold coins, and a Spellcaster Elite costs 70 gold coins. These are both good ways to make extra money. Ordinary Jackals of the Black Iron level can also be sold at a high price, but each one only costs 2 gold coins. The main focus is on volume, so it is half sale and half free.

Anyway, sending it to the arena is just cannon fodder for warm-up.

In the past five days, Brother Bang had earned thousands of gold coins just by selling elite monsters. Although he had to distribute them to his team members, he still felt that war was indeed the most profitable business.

"Brother Bang! I'm at level 10. Leave enough elites to pass the trial for me!"

A player in the crowd shouted.

This guy's personal image is very conspicuous. His bald haircut is very recognizable. He also carries a strange-shaped sword on his back and looks very fierce. But the embarrassing thing is that he can't wield this thing at all with his current strength. I can only carry it as a "fitness item".

All right.

This is the little guy "The Big Shark with Kind Eyes and Kind Eyes" that Happy Stick met before.

People are indeed a little bit confused.

But he does have some talent in combat, and he was lucky enough to receive a hidden mission from Lord Kudel and become a rare monk. He is already the fastest-leveling among this group of 70 players.

"Give him better armor. The giant shark's current equipment is obviously unable to withstand the attack of the elite jackal soldiers."

Brother Bang flapped his wings and landed, saying something to the tiger and leopard rider Lin beside him.

The latter nodded, ran over and gave Uncle Shark a set of veteran gloves that he had used for his own use before. The latter thanked him profusely, and then the players gathered in a circle to watch him and an elite jackal man who had been beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face. Soldiers singled out.

Brother Bang has no interest in this kind of "simple battle" now.

He is more concerned about whether there are trophies in this camp that can make him rich quickly.

As the leader of the team, his goal is to equip all 30 of his team members with veteran-level armor and weapons when the next phase of the Jackal Extermination War begins, and if possible, let his carefully selected team members Pass the Black Iron Trial as soon as possible.

"Brother Bang, I have something to discuss with you."

While Happy Stick was waiting to inspect the loot, a request popped up in his communication, coming from Lumina from the girl group. After he got through, he heard Lumina say:

"We found a large jackal lair here, occupying a hill. Niu Niu and Sister Pomegranate went in to investigate. There were at least 400 jackals inside! This is definitely the largest bandit lair in the Dark Baron.

The Blood Rat Gang also issued a wanted order for the leader and leader of this gang.

We can't meet this goal ourselves. Are you interested in participating in this grand event? "

"Okay! It's rare for girls to think highly of me, so of course I have to help!"

Brother Bang smiled boldly, then changed the subject and said:

"But I want 40% of the proceeds!"

"I'll give you 20%. We're not just looking for you."

Lumina bargained and said:

"Sister Pomegranate asked Lord Maxim to borrow troops. This also requires payment. 20% is already the limit."

"Thirty percent!"

Happy Stick agreed and said:

"And I want the right to first pick the loot! If possible, I will take people there now. Counting Brother Cat and the other five, I have 15 black irons here."

"Ho ho ho! Sure enough, I, the giant shark, am an astonishing genius!"

A roar with a broken gong interrupted Brother Bang's words. He glanced back, then grinned and said:

"I now have 16 Black Iron Warriors, and I think we are worth the price! What do you think?"