Marvel's Dimension Store

"Calm down, calm down." A senior next to him hurriedly held him down.

"Uh huh..." Lu Mingfei laughed dryly, moved to Chu Zihang's side, and asked in a low voice, "The combat uniforms we wear are not produced by the equipment department, right?"

"Don't worry, there is no problem with the combat uniform." Chu Zihang said.

and so……

The corner of Lu Mingfei's mouth twitched, the combat uniform was also made by the equipment department.

what!I suddenly got sick and couldn't wear combat uniforms.

First came the train, then the plane. During the journey of more than ten hours, the group was enveloped in an inexplicable atmosphere, which was the sadness of worrying about being beaten by teammates.

After getting off the plane, everyone took a bus to their destination.

The passenger car is rented and will not stop halfway, but it will be blocked on the road.

"Is there a festival? So many cars?" A foreign student who didn't know much about the country looked at the dense traffic and was full of doubts.

"No, it's just a daily traffic jam." Mu Yang said.

"Daily...traffic jam?" Some students had subtle expressions when they heard this.

"How long will it be blocked?" A student asked.

"Depending on the situation, it can be as short as a few minutes or as long as ten hours." Mu Yang said.

"Ten... more than ten hours!" Many students looked unacceptable.

I, the dignified dragon slaying warrior reserve, was about to go to slay the dragon, but was stopped on the way because of a traffic jam...

Fuck!Is reality so magical? !

"What should I do?" Many students and executive officers turned their attention to Professor Manstein, waiting for him to make a decision.

Professor Manstein took out his mobile phone and called Principal Angers to report the current situation. After talking for a while, he hung up the phone, turned around and said to the commissioners, "Wait."

One word, but it is such a blow to morale. Of course, it is for the students. The expressions of the executive department commissioners who have graduated are normal.

"Want to play a game?" Mu Yang raised the phone.

"Yes." Fenrir replied.

[300. Chapter 290 Entering the Bronze City]

An hour after the traffic jam, the accumulated morale was drained, and the atmosphere in the car became a little loose.

The reservists of the Dragon Slayer Warriors here are no longer sullen, but instead find something to do to avoid boredom and ease their inner anxiety.

The thought of a dragon waking up and preparing to do something tens of kilometers away, but they, the reserve dragon slayer warriors, being blocked on the road, made me feel restless.

In order to relieve that anxiety, they had to find a way to divert their attention.

like playing cards...

"Yes three."

"fry!"

"Fuck! You also blow up the three!"

"Playing cards! Take a picture and have fun!"

"But we are both farmers!"

"...Playing cards! Try to have fun."

Under the random operation of a certain player who played cards randomly, many people's attention was successfully diverted, and the anxiety in their hearts was reduced.

After all, the purpose of this trip is to fight dragons. Who would carry poker, mahjong, magazines and other items when rushing to the battlefield? Even this card was originally in the bus. It is estimated that they used to take this car passengers stayed.

So there were a few people around the three of them, watching them play cards, and by the way, pointing fingers after the round was over.

Not far away is another group of people. Although many people don't understand why Mu Yang brings two handheld game consoles when he goes out to perform tasks, this does not affect their desire to play with the game consoles.

Even if you can't catch up, it's good to stand around and watch. By the way, you can point your finger at it to satisfy the fun of cloud games.

So there were quite a few people around Mu Yang and Fenrir, and they were chattering a bit noisy.

In addition, some people are chatting, taking a nap...

The whole car seemed a little loose, and Professor Manstein didn't say anything about it. He himself was watching movies and TV series on the car TV.

When Mu Yang and the others were blocked on the road, Angers and the others did not stop their actions. Since the support troops did not arrive, they could not deal with the archaeological team for the time being. The group was busy with the late night operation. Get ready.

In the middle of the night, everything is silent.

Generally speaking, no one would approach big rivers at such a time, and even if there were, the number would not be too many, and it would be easy to deal with, a word of hypnosis would allow him to go back and forth from anywhere.

"Where were the weapons delivered?"

Mance Rundstedt, smoking a cigarette, asked in the wheelhouse of the Moniacher.

Not far away, a black-haired young man in a sailor suit took out his mobile phone and made a call. The conversation was hung up after a while, and he answered Professor Mance's question: "The weapons will be delivered in six hours."

"En." Professor Mance nodded slightly when he heard the words, and his eyes fell through the glass window on the sparkling water in the distance.

"Don't be impatient, some things are useless if you are anxious, and it is easy to have accidents if you are too impetuous." Anger said.

"I understand." Professor Mance took a deep breath, suppressing the impetuousness in his heart.