Marshal is always tired [Interstellar]

The freshly baked team successfully received the task of picking red blood vines, and immediately prepared to go to the airport to buy tickets and set off.

This is the life of a mercenary. They are always preparing for the mission. Once they decide what to do, there will be no delay for a moment.

After half a day of interstellar transition, a group of people soon came to the remote extreme northern forest.

This is a planet covered by huge ice cubes tens of meters thick. As far as the eye can see, there are dazzling white glaciers. The blue sky meets the ice field in the distance. The distinct colors make the vast land even more lonely.

Qin Jue was the last to get off the spaceship, took a deep breath of the cold and dry air, and felt his whole body and mind became more comfortable.

It was early morning where they were, and a round of stars was half-hanging in the sky in the distance, but the light that should have been dazzling was softened by the cold air, floating in the sky like a reflection in water.

They are all advanced cultivators, so they are not disturbed by the cold air here, but the dark energy and physical strength consumed by exercising in such an environment are bound to increase sharply, which will add a lot of difficulty to the completion of the task.

From a distance, everyone can see a forest of dark hardy plants—they are not ordinary docile plants. Those that can survive in such a harsh environment are all species with extremely high energy, and there are even some of them. Few cultivators whose main body is a plant will pretend to be a plant without spiritual consciousness to hunt.

"Let's go," Fuze, who was leading the way, said first, "This is a perfect training ground, everyone, be careful, don't be killed by those cunning things."

The rest of the people nodded and consciously lined up in the previously discussed formation.

The formation they formed was different from the one-three-one-two used by Luojia back then, but a one-three-three ratio. Fuze stood at the front as a shield, and Qin Jue was in the middle of the next three, and Ian was on the left and right sides. With Mo Ke as the attacker, the other three scattered behind, protecting Daphne, who had no fighting ability, in the middle.

This formation tends to be conservative, and it can be called an iron bucket to guard itself tightly. Although it may be less active in controlling the battle situation, it is safe to win in such a situation.

In fact, you can know a little bit about the character of the leader from the formation formation used by a team. The formation formation of Luojia before was decided by Qin Jue. As a control-type mecha master who is used to controlling In the palm of their hands, coupled with their trust in their own self-protection ability, their formation is not strong enough to protect the healer, but as long as they can open up the situation in the early stage of the battle, they will pursue the victory all the way and overwhelm the opponent. But come here.

However, if some of the attackers in the past were the captains of the team, the team arrangement would be more effective, and the whole team would form a sharp knife, relentlessly stabbing at the opponent's heart.

Of course, these are just experiences in most cases. No good leader’s strategy and tactics are static, but they remain the same. Predicting the enemy’s style based on the captain’s personality is what a qualified captain should do. Homework that must be mastered.

There is no absolute distinction between these different arrangements. The basic formation is just an introduction. The most important thing is the degree of cooperation of the team in the battle and everyone's on-the-spot adaptability.

For their current temporary united team, the tacit understanding among the five people would not be a problem. The important thing is whether Qin Jue and Ian can perfectly integrate into the opponent's attack rhythm.

But compared to the general patchwork of mercenary teams, they are already quite superior in preparation.

The quest network of the mercenary union is open to the entire alliance, and there is no upper limit on the number of people who can accept the quest. It just pulls down the announcement after someone completes the quest, and sends a notification to all individuals and teams that have accepted the quest.

This stimulated the sense of competition of the mercenaries to the greatest extent, and usually enabled the employers to get the most ideal and quick returns.

Therefore, from the moment he took over the task, countless competitors who had never met before but now confronted each other naturally formed.

Almost all the mercenaries who arrived in the extreme northern forest with them were mercenaries who took on the same mission. When everyone was on the spaceship, they were separated by compartments and had no contact with each other. As soon as they left the spaceship, the atmosphere among them changed instantly. Gotta get nervous.

No brainless thorns came out to provoke others. A group of noble mercenary masters weighed each other, and they all raised their vigilance and quickly integrated their teams.

As soon as Qin Jue and the others got on the mecha, they saw a group of people rushing towards them.

Although Fuze and Daphne cannot drive high-level mechas as beast repairers, they still carry a few ordinary pure energy mechas with them for transportation. It's just that a group of people have just closed the hatch and haven't had time to start it. In front of the mecha was blocked a big black man.

Qin Jue took a look and found that it was also a pure energy mecha.

"Why, did the eldest and young master come to grab these small coins from us?" The man seemed to be looking for trouble, and his tone was even sarcasm, and Qin Jue seemed to hear a faint tone from it Hate, "When did your family fall to such a point that you can't even make up a seven-member team?"

All the mechas with black shells behind him burst into laughter—they were all using the external broadcasting channel, and the mechas made a lot of noise, and several groups of mercenaries around heard the sound and looked over, most of them with faces of laughing.

"Sang De, I didn't provoke you, you'd better not come here to provoke trouble," Fuze said in a deep voice, and turned around to let the other party go.

"Hey, hey, don't go!" The man named Sander took a step across and blocked his way, and by the way, he scanned the team members on their side with an exaggerated contemptuous movement, "I didn't say you Hey, why are you still mixing with these incompetent humans—oh, there are two more new faces, where are your two brothers from the same race, can they finally not stand your self-willing depravity?"

Fuze hadn't spoken yet, but Daphne behind couldn't help it.

The girl who had been quiet all this time rushed forward a few steps, and said angrily, "Sang De, don't bully me too much!"

"Hahahahaha..." There was another burst of laughter over there, this time there were some other meanings in the voice, and several people laughed and walked forward, eager to surround them.

Sander teased amidst laughter: "Are you really determined to live with this cute little rabbit for the rest of your life? Get rid of it, the patriarch will never agree to anything!"

His companions echoed again and again, and some people actually started to make malicious jokes. Daphne couldn't bear it, and leaned towards Fuze unconsciously.

Qin Jue sighed, he could almost imagine how this weak and timid girl looked like she wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Where did the mob come from?" Those people laughed happily, and suddenly heard a voice that was a little more arrogant than them. They obviously didn't think too much, but they felt so strong that they couldn't ignore it.

"Who!" Sander stopped laughing suddenly, looked in the direction where the voice came from, and asked with anger, "How dare you force yourself here!"

Ian took a step forward and stood next to Fuze without hesitation: "I don't dare to say it in the first place, but you are shouting loudly here, which not only delays our completion of the task, but also is really too impolite."

Several people on the opposite side were annoyed and laughed: "Where did you come from, you brat, do you know who we are!"

Ian's voice was slow and calm: "No matter who you are, since you have done such a shameful thing, don't blame others for not looking at you."

"You—!" The cultivator standing at the position of the craftsman was furious, and he raised his arm without any explanation, and the heavy cannon on his shoulder clicked twice, and he was about to blast out.

Ian just stood there and sneered, without even looking at him.

There was a loud bang, and the solid ground of the Northland was blown to pieces of ice by the remaining power, and a burst of ice mist slowly fell, and the two sides gradually saw each other's figure clearly.

The mercenaries around saw that they moved back early, and the cold wind whizzed past, making the atmosphere on both sides even more tense.

The blow just now was blocked by Fu Ze, and he reacted very quickly to put protective shields on the three of them on his side, without any aftermath being swept away.

At this time, when he spoke again, he no longer had the forbearance he had just wanted to calm down.

"Sang De, weigh yourself before messing with me. As for your three-legged cats, I don't care about them!"

As soon as he became so stiff, the group of people on the opposite side dared not tease him anymore, but if he just retreated like this, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?

Sander snorted: "Why don't you take it seriously? Is it because of your incomplete team, or because of that outdated chief disciple title?"

Fuze didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, he patted Ian's mech on the shoulder, motioned for Daphne to retreat to a safe place behind, and then made a move to prepare for the battle: "You don't need to talk nonsense, fight if you want to fight, don't fight Just go."

Sander was furious: "Don't be ignorant—"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense!" Before he finished speaking, the impatient Moke couldn't help it, and rushed up with his hands first, waving his gun.

Mork himself has an energy level of seven levels per revolution, and he is practicing the explosive attack technique. The momentum of this attack is much stronger than that of the craftsman just now. Sander, who bears the brunt of it, has no time to finish what he wants to say. He hurriedly raised the shield, although he blocked it hastily, he was forced to retreat three steps in a row by the powerful bombardment.

The five people in Fuze have been cooperating with each other for a long time. Seeing that the two sides are about to fight, they all quickly made their own preparations. Ian also followed their actions. He has rich combat experience and flexible operation skills. Although it is the first time Fighting side by side with these people, but did not lose the rhythm at all.

Everyone over there also became nervous. Most of them were orc cultivators. They opened the hatch of the mecha whenever they saw the opportunity, ready to jump out and transform back into the main body to participate in the battle.

After attacking once, Mok stopped his hand, took two steps back and fell slightly behind Fuze, but held the gun with one hand and pointed it straight at the opposite side. The sharp silver light of the gun head was aimed directly at Sander who was at the front.

The situation is imminent.