The next day.

The light rain dyed the sea of ​​sand dark, and the smoke and dust raised by the convoy floated above the rain and dew.

"Warfield reporter? Brother, you're not funny with me."

Inside the hissing tech truck, a mercenary poked Turing's camera on his chest:

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. Your clothes are obviously worn by people who have just entered the battlefield. They bought them from the military lobby where the profiteer?"

"Buy whatever you want, after all, I'm just a reporter."

Turing pulled the exoskeleton bulletproof vest he bought yesterday, and his eyes were fixed on the other party's exoskeleton armor, showing a smile.

His answer sparked laughter in the car, and the mercenaries who were talking to him laughed and approached Turing:

"Tell you a secret friend, you may not be shot to death by bullets today, nor will you be bitten to death by biological weapons."

Then he put his mouth to Turing's ear:

"You may have frozen to death..."

"How did you know I would freeze to death?" Turing's smile continued to decline.

"You have to need some intelligence network to survive here. I won't give you a cotton jacket." The mercenary said, and patted his armor again. There was a anti-temperature module. " Speaking of which, can you cook this fox during lunch?"

Shagara, who was lying in the middle of the narrow carriage, suddenly bared her teeth and glared, but it only attracted a lot of laughter. Some mercenaries even deliberately tried to use their hands to try to irritate it. But under Turing's comfort, Shagara soon ignored these bipedal beasts.

But in the eyes of the mercenaries, this was just a move that the reporter did not dare to cause trouble.

The laughter in the car was even greater.

However, Turing ignored the happy atmosphere and looked at the small square window behind the car.

As a war correspondent, Turing and Olicia were arranged to be in an ordinary mercenary convoy, and were marching with the Wilson vanguard troops and the battle had not yet begun.

He estimated the general direction based on the information collected yesterday, and at the same time observed the situation through the sub-body implanted on the car in secret. At this moment, dust was everywhere around him, and the vehicle's exhaust gas was floating on the solemn march route.

Among the information collected yesterday, Wushi Heavy Industry also had some intelligence collection for the traitors. One of the combat units that resembled the promotion made Turing very concerned.

It was obviously a product of the transformation by the Bangka demon, and it must be seen on today's battlefield.

"Olicia, do you remember what you told you yesterday?"

"Yes." The little genius who was also in a disguise nodded, "I remember it all."

"This is a large field of wilderness, which is not comparable to urban street fighting and previous small fights. Be sure to be mentally prepared."

After briefly giving a message, Turing closed his eyes and seemed to be nourishing his spirit, but in fact he was constantly releasing signals from amplitude propagating bodies to search for possible child parasites and Kahn.

The evolution of Nortes is no longer suitable to follow him, so Turing lets him follow him firmly underground.

But Turing's behavior was quickly interrupted again, but this time, it was a Bonga.

A dark hand holding a hard dry food block pointed out that it was now in front of Turing's eyes, its owner was a lean Banga youth wearing simple exoskeleton armor.

The Banga plays a "service" role in this mercenary team. These Banga suffer serious discrimination on the territory controlled by outsiders, and he regards the joking Turing as an existence of the same status and releases some kindness.

Of course, Turing did not refuse his kindness, and accepted the other party's dry food and smiled.

“Your badge is pretty good.”

Turing suddenly pointed to the other party's chest, which was a metal product with poor workmanship. But the young man's eyes changed instantly, and he lowered his head to avoid his gaze.

Turing narrowed his eyes and said nothing more, but the next moment, the smile disappeared on his face in an instant:

"Let's go down!"

Of course this was said to Olicia around her.

The mercenaries next to him naturally heard his low shout. The moment when the smile appeared on their faces, a loud noise came from outside the car—

Oh!!!

The whole body swayed wildly, swirling like it was losing control. Another personnel carrier driving on the same side collided and fell in an instant, and the car was filled with people and horses!

"Grass! What's going on?! It's only been less than half an hour!"

Turing in the car pulled up the little genius as if nothing had happened.

Of course he knew what was going on.

Wu's main guns were unable to cover the main battlefield near the Rift Valley, so they used a bait force to lead the army of the Root Sect towards the fortress.

At this moment, it was obviously already here.

Puff—!!

A sharp claw penetrated the car instantly, and a mercenary who was still laughing before was instantly pierced through his head. There was a sound of a bolt pulling in the car, and dense firepower poured wildly towards the sharp claws, while another group of people quickly climbed out of the car.

"roar!!!"

With a roar of a beast, a big hole was instantly torn open on the roof of the car. A demon weapon fell down to the front and bit a mercenary's neck and pressed it to the ground. The scene was in chaos. Turing and Olicia jumped straight out of the big hole at the top, and a chaotic battlefield appeared before the two-

The fine drizzle washed the deep yellow desert, with human voices, beast roars, gunshots, and screams of torn flesh. The fireworks exploded on the left side of the eyes, and a personnel carrier on the right was pulled onto the vehicle by four demonic weapons, and hit a car on the right. The driver was bleeding on the spot and was pierced from the window by sharp claws...

The little genius' throat was stirred, and there was a faint physiological reaction. He subconsciously approached Turing. A demon weapon roared, and rushed up from below and rushed towards the two of them. He was pierced by a spine-shaped blade.

"Don't look at me, it's actually my first time fighting."

The blade of the phantom limb was retracted from under the sleeve, and the dead demon weapon suddenly fell to the ground.

"But I've seen bigger scenes than this."

After patting Olicia's shoulder, Turing knocked over another demon weapon that was rushing forward with an elbow. The fox also rushed out of the hole below and killed the demon weapon instantly, covering Turing and Olicia to retreat to the back.

After all, the mercenary troops were in battle for a long time. They quickly evacuated towards the main force behind and used high-tech equipment to build defense affairs. Turing and the others were rushing towards one of them.

"Sir, the battlefield seems to be full of their demonic weapons and soldiers... How do we pass through it!?"

Olicia, who saw such a big scene for the first time, had a pale face and resisted the desire to turn around because she knew that she could not cause trouble for the people next to her at this time.

With the vision provided by the phantom limbs extending inside the clothes, Turing took in the sight behind him.

A large group of blood-red beasts rushed in the drizzle, and even further behind, there were all kinds of mixed sand-colored troops, rushing towards this side.

"Give the traitor a chance, and then it's when we do it."

Turing smiled slightly, hugged Olicia and rushed into the defensive business that had just been constructed, which were a bunker wall made of dark gray steel.

The moment it landed, a dark beast broke out from the ground and quickly threw away the mud and sand on its body. It was Nortes who had been following underground.

After patting the dust on his body, Turing put Olicia down and turned around to look at the group of demonic weapons and beasts standing behind the retreating army of mercenaries:

"Go and eat happily. But don't be too presumptuous."

The two foxes who could not hold back had their teeth and instantly grinned and roared in the beast, rushing into the battle formation like lightning, raising blood that soared into the sky.

A mercenary next to him who was fighting back with a rifle watched his target being torn apart by a huge fox and turned his eyes to Turing:

"you……?!"

This was one of the mercenaries who had been joking in the car before. He could not have imagined that this weak reporter led a woman to run hundreds of meters through the chaotic battlefield and rushed into the defense business. At the same time, he could not imagine that the fox he had tried to tease before easily tore apart several highly threatening biological weapons in just a few seconds.

Looking at the gray shadows that were spreading on the battlefield, he swallowed in a daze.

But Turing ignored him. After briefly giving instructions in Olicia's ear, he looked at the gray and yellow army that had gradually become clear in the beasts.

High feet, back wings, hammer fists, sharp claws, and various firepower weapons that combine Bangjia's characteristics with active technology. These mixed soldiers of the Root Sect gradually advance with the blood-red beast tide and are approaching their sight.

Among them, the "Sacrificial Knight" Turing, covered with silver sub-body, has seen it. There is also a kind of "beast tamer" who is wearing balanced arms and has silver sub-body floating on the surface.

Each beast trainer can control several to dozens of plural demonic weapons squads, which is the information Turing got from the fortress system yesterday.

But what Turing cares more about is another army.

The bright red active muscles, the gray-yellow exoskeletons are tied together with the steel bone protein, tall and shining with cold light, and pairs of eyes that emit yellow light swept across the mercenaries' positions.

In the information of the Wu family, these advanced troops called themselves "Wild Tooth Promoters", and their appearance is highly similar to the "Demon God Promoters" developed by Turing. It is obvious that this is also another copycat.

Cold light flashed in Turing's eyes, and the phantom limbs slowly flowed on the surface of the body, gradually building an indestructible exoskeleton inside.

He wanted to see for himself what kind of shabby things this was.
Chapter completed!