It is not yet known that the European royal court has an unknown candidate in this national war, which is different from the British country that already needs to wear a thick coat.
At the same time, located on Shanghai Island in the tropical ocean, the turquoise and transparent sea water leaves swaying light and shadows illuminated by the sun on the pure white sandy beach,
In the afternoon, the deserted beach is still warm and quiet under the shade of coconut trees, only the sound of the waves crashing.
But under the huge white villa, in the open underground training field, amidst the explosions of swords and machines, the rehearsal of the participants before the national war was full of enthusiasm!
Mechanical floaters in charge of interference, self-destructing bugs crawling fast, turrets with full firepower in overload mode... All kinds of weapons swarmed under the command of the young master, unleashing artillery fire on a figure at the other end of the training ground!
The bullets melted, the cannonballs shredded, and the self-explosive flames were absorbed or blown away. The attack was enough to destroy an entire army but failed to stop the opponent's advance.
The tall figure charged forward, and then the steel sword used for practice cut through the barriers of the mechanical guards. At the same time as the young master himself was exposed, the phantom disappeared, and was replaced by another figure holding the blade. A fatal blow!
At the same time, the circular mechanical guards suddenly transformed into an aggressive inner ring turret, and the lasers condensed and shot towards the figure rushing into the trap!
The dangerous and desperate situation was eliminated in the next second.
With a sudden burst of speed, the gap of the sword edge disappeared in the acceleration, pressing down on the sneak attack behind the phantom, and with the weak counter force, the figure leaped high and jumped out of the surrounding encirclement.
Flicking the steel sword in his hand, Ye Sheng, who landed lightly on the ground, had a calm expression. The real figure of the young master came out from behind a mechanical soldier not far away, scratching his head and sighing.
"Ha~ Ah, it really doesn't work. By the way, Ye Sheng, you have really become much stronger."
"No... "
The black action jacket outlines Ye Sheng's tall and perfect figure. Under the long wine red hair, she slightly shook her head, and then looked at the young master and the magician who also walked out.
"Whether it's the previous suppression of firepower or the trap set by the phantom, I think it's a very threatening attack method. If it's not an A-level opponent, it should be difficult to dodge."
hum...
Slowly retracting the laser cannon, the camouflaged weapons surrounding and annihilating turned back into mechanical guards. Mu Cheng, who was lying on the ground hugging his head and finally saved his stupid hair, was still silently opening his dry eyes.
"Hey, that playboy over there, did you not consider my personal safety when the laser fires in this battle?"
"The young master must believe in Yi Mucheng's strength, so don't worry at all."
The magician said with a slight smile, and the young master on the other side reluctantly accepted Ye Sheng's approval, and spoke to the other end of the earphone.
"Emma, for the record, the 44th combat exercise can be incorporated into the action mode of priority 2."
"I see."
Two days passed quietly in the final preparations. After enjoying the vacation on the tropical island, everyone in the night game also returned to their usual work status, busy with their duties and preparing for their work.
This time the national war, for the A-level night game with more Alchemy Envoys, as long as the A-level battle is won, then even if you forfeit the team battle with ten people, you can also win with a record of two wins and two losses, so Except for the A-level game where the outcome was unpredictable, the prerequisite for winning another game was crucial to the night game.
So even Hua Ling and Qing Ning, who didn't need to fight, accompanied the young master and the other three to practice in various situations every day. After all, the national war is a mechanism somewhat similar to the night battle, and there are any situations in the simulation scene. can happen.
However at this time,
Our c-level combat personnel...
He was squatting at the door of his own suite, studying seriously with Meng Lang's combat boots, trying to go inside with a solemn expression,
Stuffed in a box of chocolates...
"What are you doing all by yourself, bastard!?"
Snapped!
But Meng Lang, who was wondering where he was, caught him right away, gnashed his teeth and slapped a paper fan on his head to stop Fangran's unclear behavior!
"Ah! Damn, brother, you actually hit the baby's head, you dare to hit the c-level baby's head!"
Although he didn't know what he was doing, Fangran, who was caught on the spot, hugged his head and shouted in an instant. It was unbelievable that Meng Lang made such a'cruel' move.
"How dare you mention it!"
Looking at the guy who was squatting in front of him, who was arguing about Fangran's c-level status righteously, Meng Lang, who was grinding his teeth, immediately grabbed Fangran's face, and said in a low voice:
"You fucking salty fish who knows how to eat, drink, and have fun, when did you get promoted to C-level! Or did you use some other method like pretending to be a night crow!?"
"Oh, stupid old man."
Hearing this, Fangran put on a sneering grin, and said with one folded hands in a proud gesture if not for his face being torn:
"Give up your pitiful doubts, this baby is an existence that can a but c is destined to carry the audience!"
"Fart! What the fuck I see is that you don't have a b number!"
"Fuck, you shameless copy of book reviews!"
"Damn it! Didn't you even copy book reviews!"
Then the two quickly wrestled into a ball.
"Brother Meng, I found the captain... what are you doing??"
He called Meng Lang's name to ask if he had found Fangran. As soon as Gou opened the door and came in, he saw two octopus-like guys grabbing each other, grabbing each other's hair and collar by the shoe cabinet at the door.
well... .
Can you two do this every time...
"Captain, you're going to play tomorrow. Is it really okay to mess around with Brother Meng here without any nervousness?"
"Cut~ Anyway, I'm just going through the motions..."
Faced with Gou's admonition who was obviously one year younger than him, Fangran who let go of Meng Lang in disgust, sat cross-legged on the ground and murmured like a child.
"But even if it's a cutscene, it's a cutscene of the national war. Captain, what you're going to face tomorrow is an elite member of the largest official power in Europe,"
Gou squatted in front of Fangran with a calm expression and spoke earnestly, leaving Meng Lang beside him speechless. He felt that there was always a sense of déjà vu of his father facing the teachings of his dishonest son Dun Dun.
"They may be doctoral students at the University of Cambridge, members of the House of Representatives who hold rights in certain fields, or national diplomats with royal blood... In short, no matter what kind of status they are, they represent their respective countries. , and Captain you..."
Gou calmly looked at Fangran who was listening in a daze in front of him, staring into his eyes and speaking without fluctuation in tone seemed to be a silent threat.
"Tomorrow, I will represent Huaxia and meet them in the national war. This is not something that can be compared to anything in the national Olympic Games. Olympic... captain, do you know?"
"! Then what should I do!??"
Then Fangran panicked for an instant, and even started to stammer nervously after being so woke up by Gou.
Fuck, yes, think about it carefully, the participants from other countries are also super powerful people in reality, I will talk to such people tomorrow... .
What to do, what to do? If I do something wrong, will it affect the international image? Will I be held accountable internationally?
"Captain, what you need to do now is to prepare for tomorrow's battle. You can ask Brother Su Qun who was the core of tactics last time."
"Eh... I'm going to find Big Brother Su Qun at this time, won't I be silenced by Sister Hua Ling who thinks I'm disturbing the two of you...?"
Hearing Gou's suggestion to himself, Fangran asked a little ashamedly.
"It's okay, sister Hualing is now helping the young master and the others familiarize themselves with the tactics in the training ground below."
"Oh... well then... I'll go to Brother Su Qun and ask if there is a sure way to win..."
Meng Lang, who was also sitting cross-legged on the other side, looked at Gou silently, pulled the corner of his mouth and said speechlessly:
"Speaking of which, when you deal with my brother... it's really an old sow wearing a bra, one set after another."
Gou stood up calmly, was speechless at Meng Lang's vulgar restatement, then shook his head before answering with a sigh:
"In view of the character of the captain, as long as no one cares about the consequences once he arrives, he is like a runaway husky, as long as he says something that is very high in his knowledge, pull his cognition back to the bias On the other side of the real world, it's easy to make him take it seriously, but then again...."
Seeing that this was really like a husky rummaging through a closet full of shoes, Gou Wang asked Meng Lang:
"Captain, what were you doing just now?"
"I don't know. Anyway, when I came in, he was thinking of stuffing his chocolate box inside the shoe."
Gou: "..."