The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

"What are you going to do——"

"Give it to me!"

Old Wang kicked the pilot off the motorboat, tore off the boat's cannon in a few moves, and then tied two ammunition boxes, a belt and two heavy machine guns to his body. Finally, he left a cantaloupe mine in the cockpit and jumped back to his free shuttle-shaped island.

"Boom~"

The motorboat of America was completely destroyed, and Old Wang took advantage of the chaos to quietly escape.

How could he not notice the flash and explosion marks of the melta bomb? As a staunch take-it-all, he would be sorry for not sharing half of it. Although the Americans did not realize the importance of the fact that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, they could not help but be familiar with the old man next door. The reason why he did not aim at those artillery shells, rockets, missiles and the like with considerable equivalent was nothing more than worrying that those more valuable things had encryption and patents. The big ones were okay, but the small ones might not be worth it. After getting the finished product, he understood the detonation principle, changed the shell, applied the skin, and made a cheap three-in-one. There was nothing that his ±5cm high-precision machine tool could not turn out.

The shuttle-shaped transformation island quickly shuttled among the flying beasts. Interestingly, as long as the hatch was not opened or the grappling hook was launched to attack, almost more than 80% of the alienated blood creatures would ignore this thing as an ordinary piece of wild island fragments and turn a blind eye to it.

Lao Wang smiled and stroked the cockpit of the transformation island, his eyes flashing with some unspeakable affection. People like him would never admit that his thinking level and technical breadth could not reach others' ability to think of and make such things. His mind is now full of an old joke: I like to discuss cars with some poor young people. Although they can't afford it, they know a lot.

Lao Wang, who has a sharp tongue and a sharp heart, is not only a take-it-and-use-it advocate, but also a Maximist, who firmly believes that dignity is only above the sword and truth is only within the range of the cannon (on the surface). His enthusiasm for hot weapons is difficult for Li Cang to understand, just like others never understand why Li Cang has a special liking for wetware and boarding. In short, Master Wang feels that his trip this time is really not in vain. Not only did he get an interesting bus-shaped shuttle-shaped transformation island for free, he may also have picked up a hot melt bomb technology, which is really wonderful.

However, with only a few dozen kilometers left to the base, the shuttle-shaped transformation island still overturned. A huge bat-shaped monster with a wingspan of nearly 100 meters suddenly appeared, and a visible wave, as ridiculous as the concrete echolocation in the book, spewed out from its mouthparts, sweeping across the entire island. The transparent curtain wall of the driving safety cabin only supported the wave for less than a second before it exploded into beautiful broken diamonds all over the ground.

"Fuck!"

Old Wang's eyes, ears, mouth and nose were bleeding wildly, and the whole person was like a blood gourd. He shouted angrily and swept the hammer across.

The sharp blade energy was like a crescent moon in the sky, tearing a hole of more than ten meters in the roof of the safety cabin. When the blade energy reached the bat-shaped beast, it had expanded to two hundred meters in length and tens of meters in width. The bat-shaped beast only had time to turn its body and let out a short howl, and the blade energy had already passed through its feet and round buttocks. The evil energy fire wrapped in the blade energy instantly exploded its soul, and also destroyed its physiological indicators.

The bat-shaped beast's howling suddenly stopped, and it fell straight down like a puppet. If God had mercy on it, he hoped that it could get rid of the terrifying debuff of the evil fire before reaching the lower surface for cremation. It was Lao Wang who deserved it. The operating mechanism of the shuttle-shaped transformation island that the bat-shaped beast failed to destroy was destroyed by his own hands. The safety cabin of the shuttle-shaped island was filled with smoke, and the armored structure on the surface was flashing and sparking. It was shaking in the air, shaking like Timi Parkinson, and it was about to be buried on the spot.

"Fuck, fuck, where are our allies? Help them!" Lao Wang's loud voice and swinging of the hammer really attracted the attention of his allies. A bunch of ship modification islands that seriously misunderstood Lao Wang's correct meaning honked their horns to greet him, and the whole scene seemed particularly grand, like a farewell ceremony. "Fuck, you guys are quite humorous."

Fortunately, Lao Wang has become resistant to various unconventional situations under Li Cang's persistent digging holes and burying soil. Seeing that both new and old teammates have consistently implemented the basic principle of treating teammates worse than pigs and dogs, Lao Wang carried his harvest and jumped dozens of meters away, landing very accurately on the path that a flying monster must pass.

Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've seen it run. Li Leisi was flying all day long, and Lao Wang had learned a little bit. He went up and smashed the monster's eyes with a hammer, and tried to steer it by twisting its head. However, the thing under his feet was obviously a stubborn one, and was not moved at all. It rolled and accelerated in the sky, trying to throw him away. Lao Wang saw that the situation was getting worse and worse and was going in the direction of losing control. He swung the leaf hammer and slashed at a kilometer-class ship at the base that was roaring and shooting with an energy matrix cannon. The sword energy was magnificent, especially under the physical blessing of the energy matrix cannon. The explosion was tens of kilometers in diameter, which could be called a master of desktop cleaning. The explosion on his face finally made the people on the ship realize that this well-known track master was not showing off his skills but was on the verge of death. The capture net was thrown more than ten kilometers away, firmly covering Lao Wang and the unlucky monster he was riding, and dragged back to the ship.

Lao Wang rolled through the mesh into the ship's cabin, and smashed the beast's head with two hammers. Then a bunch of soldiers from the base rushed into the capture cabin. They didn't dare to say a word, but just watched this man who fell from the sky with a strange look.

"What are you looking at, damn, have you never seen a pretty boy?"

"Yeah!"

Facing such a group of happy soldiers, Lao Wang had no temper. He just symbolically bragged about the whole process of his seven trips in and out of the American airspace and his triumphant return with the spoils. Until forty minutes later, when the ship sent this thing back to the No. 1 standby camp, a captain-level auxiliary soldier boldly said to Lao Wang with a strange look: "Well, the base actually has a lot of stocks of the melta bomb you want. It's fine for normal use, but the technology of this thing is the same as the large firecrackers. It is encrypted in the contract with the little coin kid. We can't crack it easily. Or you can go to the Academy of Sciences to ask?"

"(｀)╭∩╮"

Thank you so much!

Lao Wang's face was so wonderful, as if he had eaten a dead child and a live fly.