Chapter 219

"This way, this way, be careful!"

"Right, right, left, left!"

Perhaps he wanted to send away the God of plague quickly. The first batch of Zhenjin of wakanda was sent over by an anti gravity land ship the next day. Then the wakanda soldiers left the ship and hurriedly took an aircraft to escape.

"Why are you running so fast and don't eat you!" The engineer commander wearing only one sports shorts has a wonderful way of holding the pectoralis major muscle that can pinch the dead.

"Maybe I saw us doing morning exercises, so I don't want to disturb you!" Next to him, the same muscles puffed up, and his colleagues held dumbbells and said.

"I think it's more likely to see 30 muscular men with bare arms running and fitness in the workshop. Is he afraid?" Make complaints about a ground floor Tucao road.

"Talk less and unload quickly. These things will soon be sent to Iraq by those nano soldiers. Maybe our laboratory will come up with something good!"

"Yes, that's really handsome!"

In fact, personnel transfer within atlas is quite frequent. General combatants can choose to apply for a new post after serving a certain number of years. Some feel that young people will want to enter higher-level combat units, such as sentinels or real children. First, they have a higher salary, and second, These high-level combat units have priority equipment.

Although the most common giant soldier also has a set of exoskeleton, its function is the most common and balanced. If you want to strengthen the assault model of speed and strength, or the expert model of combat, you must go to these high-level units, or order from the logistics department at your own expense, After all, it is normal for the capitalist army to spend money on equipment accessories, and there is no quality problem with Jushen's own products.

As for the wakanda's vibration gold, Fisher also figured out how to use it. Before, he brought back a mark tank in the wonder woman world. The mark tank called Hebes, which had been fired on the Somme River and the emperor would fight and run over his legs, was fruitful. Before Captain Edward died, he killed more than 100 German soldiers with it, And the tank still has its own consciousness.

At first, Fisher wanted to put this thing on his farm and stop with the Mustang fighter, but later, looking at the unique diamond track around the body and the side turret of the mark tank, Fisher somehow jumped out of his mind four words "limanus"

Er, it's not limanus, who likes drinking, eating meat, wrestling and holding an open meeting in fenril, but a tank used by the Star Army, the cornerstone of the human empire in the 40th millennium.

Limanous tanks are the important support of the star army against the sub space cattle, ghosts and snakes. After all, many times the star soldiers have no time to get to the battlefield. Those big headed Ig can only rely on their laser guns and single-molecule bayonets, limanous tanks and petrochemical lizard self-propelled guns to fight against chaotic star soldiers, demons and cults.

Of course, there are many variants of limanous tanks, such as the victor and the exterminator. However, those functions are not within Fischer's scope of thinking. Even the most common limanous models can't be reduced one by one. Unexpectedly, without the purification of deuterium core, the blaster rifle will always be empty talk.

He left the aftermath of Africa to COMAC. Anyway, the coalition forces were easy to handle. There was no big problem in the United States. After the s.h.i.e.l.e.l.d. was handed over to wakanda, Fisher went to Iraq with Zhenjin. He could not wait to transform his big toy (paint the chess pieces)

"A huazi?" Fisher felt out the soft box of his imported red cigarette and was about to hand it to Samuel, but he found that the other party had completed the mechanical transformation of his face, leaving only a little flesh and blood in the eye socket.

"Smoking will increase the risk of lung cancer, head. What's more, I think it's better now!" Samuel walked ahead with a big step, still holding a tube of Zhenjin in his hand.

"Don't you consider changing your body with Zhenjin?"

"I'm studying a new alloy formula. It's better than Zhenjin. If it's successful, I'm changing it. In addition, this is a non-smoking area!"

"Uh, OK!" Fisher put the cigarette back into his pocket and they walked through the deep but incomparably bright underground tunnel. The hatches on both sides of the road were mostly loots from Fisher or some black technology gadgets developed by Samuel's big machine. After being brought back by Fisher, Heibei slept here.

"I have studied the transformation plan you proposed. This mark tank is indeed strange and suitable for transformation, but I think it should be equipped with flamethrowers on both sides, not grenade launchers! This will make it easier to clean up enemy infantry! "

"Well, actually, I want to add a heavy blaster!"

"Also, if the main gun chooses plasma weapons, it can consider curved shooting, and the killing will be stronger. If we install anti gravity devices, it will be more flexible!"

"But then it's a ghost tank (halo). It's not what I want, limanus, doctor!"

"Well, although this will save some gold vibrating materials, since you insist, we can start the transformation tonight!"

"Of course! The sooner the better! "

When he came to a huge explosion-proof door, Fisher stopped, scanned his fingerprints and pupils, and finally confirmed the voiceprint, the one meter thick alloy door slowly opened, revealing the Mark IV tank parked in the dark.

"In fact, I'm curious. Where did you find such intact antiques? It has been nearly a hundred years since the end of World War I, but this tank looks like it has just been out of the factory for less than a year!"

"You think I fought a war! Hey, beauty, I hope you're used to staying here! " Fisher came forward and gently touched the armor of the tank, the holes in the 77mm field artillery, the grooves made by k-bullets, and the cracks made by 13mm anti tank rifles. He could feel that the soul of Hebes was very satisfied with the maintenance during this period, but she was eager to fight.

"Buzzing..." it seemed to understand Fisher's words. The tank nourished by psionic flame started its own engine, and the tank roared and turned its two auxiliary guns.

"What does that mean?" Samuel asked curiously.

"Probably, the machine soul is happy!"