MTL - Crossing to the Future, it’s Not Easy to Be a Man-Chapter 483 : The collection of signal flares!

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Chapter 481: The signal flare of the collection!

Ling Lan was shot, and Qi Long and Luo Langte, who were behind him, ejected.

The three mechs, which fell rapidly, were swallowed up by the darkness below. Everyone did not expect that the transport carrier had already entered the atmosphere of the planet.

"Rely, what is this suction?" The speed of the mech is much higher than that of the ordinary planet. Looking at the fast-accelerating falling speed of the feedback from the screen, Qi Long and Luo Lang are shocked.

At this moment, their mechs received a large amount of information from Ling Lan. The two didn't even think about it. They danced directly with their fingers and began to retake the Mech data to adapt to this unknown planet.

Chaucer saw Ling Lan's first ejection from the transport cabin, his face suddenly changed. At that moment, he didn't have Ling Lan's decisiveness. He hesitated... This made him feel like losing to Ling Lan.

"Let's go!" Joe bit his teeth and ordered the players. He lost Linglan a step, but he could not lose him two steps or more.

Soon, the 24 teams led by Chaucer ejected from the transport cabin within seconds. If Ling Lan’s actions shocked everyone, then Chaucer’s actions awakened everyone.

Just then, a new notice was issued: "A person who has not shot in three minutes will cancel the qualification for this big melee. Remind that after 2 minutes and 40 seconds, the hatch will be closed."

The other three military academies listened anxiously, knowing that they had no time to waste them, and their commanders immediately announced that all the materials were open, so that the players could take the materials they needed before they ejected. As for how much you can get rid of the door, you can only see the speed of everyone.

Compared with the chaos of the three military academies, the first men’s military school began to systematically eject the bombs because it had already taken the materials it needed. Within a minute, it ejected seven seven eight eight. Lin Zhongqing, who was originally engaged in the team dialogue, made a gesture that only the players they knew had been made to the teammates who had not yet ejected. This led the logistics transport armor team to start ejecting...

"Drips! Now shut down the door countdown, 100, 99..." At this moment, the sound again, began to remind the time to close the door is coming.

"The players who got the supplies quickly bounced and let the players behind them get it..." Their commanders began to command, and despite all their efforts, the scene was still chaotic.

Some people have to squeeze in to get things, but some people want to squeeze out, and they have blocked each other for a while.

"73, 72, 71..." The number of countdowns is getting smaller and smaller, and their commanders are anxious, but they don't know how to solve them.

"Head of the regiment can only let them first eject, material weapons, and only how much the logistics transport can carry." Seeing the situation will be out of control, and the people who are the military divisions quickly reminded.

Those who can be team commanders are all outstanding figures. He also sees that it is a good thing to rely on the members to bring materials. If there is sufficient time, it is a good thing, but in this extreme time, if you want to finish, it is indeed a bit of a night. So he decisively ordered: "All members, stop taking materials, give me a shot!"

This order immediately gave everyone a direction, and the outside people no longer squeezed in. They turned to the door and quickly ejected.

"17, 16, 15..." time is getting closer and closer to the deadline. At this time, all the military schools are shooting 7780, leaving only some logistics transport mechs. The transport mechs don’t want to, and they just grabbed a few. The large box of Kaifeng smashed into his back and quickly ejected it...

"7, 6, 5, 4..." When the last logistics transporter was shot, the mech-armor of the mech seemed to be at the edge of the screen, feeling something moving... but the next second, rapid The fall allowed him to leave this question behind. He nervously collected the information and began to adjust the data of the mech to adapt to the situation of the new planet.

"3, 2, 1..." At the end of the last countdown, the four mechs had seized the target they had long been staring at and successfully ejected from the door.

"0!" The end of the countdown, the door slamming, was closed and closed, the empty transport cabin, leaving only a mess, scattered on the ground has not taken away half of the supplies, enough to prove that these military schools are The next 78 hours (72 hours of big melee + 6 hours of looking for a base camp), never passed.

Qiu Wei, who has been paying attention to the No. 3 cabin of the No. 7 ship, saw the action of the last four mechs, and his eyes lit up. He immediately ordered: "The picture was played back to 5 seconds ago!"

The light brain played back the previous picture again to the last five seconds. When the last mech was ejected, four armor were quickly saved from the hidden corner, and all the materials were not taken away. The places where the three military schools placed materials were thrown away. Their purpose is very clear, the armor hands and probes, each grabbed four large boxes and popped up the hatch.

Qiu Wei made a freeze when they caught the big box, and then enlarged the picture. Although the picture was not very clear under the rapid speed, the school badge representing their identity on the chest was also somewhat vague, but also graduated from the first man. He of the military academy, of course, is familiar with the school's school badge, and instantly judged that they came from the first men's military school.

"Rely, it is a group of madmen!" For the sake of materials, they actually endured the last, really should not boast that they still have to criticize them, one unfortunately, they may lose the qualification of a big melee.

Although Qiu Yi was stunned in his mouth, his face was smiling. It seems that he is very satisfied with the bold behavior of these four people.

"Since your commander is the son of Ling Xiao, I want to come over and take over the difficulties with you." Qiu Jun said, indeed, the position of the No. 7 ship under his arrangement is the most troublesome part of the planet. One, unfortunately, it was impossible to get to the prescribed position within six hours...

"Don't let me down! Although it's difficult, as long as you crack the mystery inside, it may take only an hour to get there. Don't be confused by your own eyes." Qiu Yi looked forward to it, he really hoped, Ling Xiao's The son can also inherit the resourcefulness of Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao is not just a god-level teacher.

"Wind speed 12, level, even if the wind is fully controlled, there is no guarantee that the final point is where." Looking at the wind speed winds reported by Xiaosi, Linglan did not wrinkle, and there was some concern in his heart. The big melee is the most taboo, and there are other competitors. If the players are single, they hit the big competitors of other competitors.

At this moment, Xiao Si suddenly reported: "The data is stabilizing, the wind speed is weakening, and the gravity is strengthening... Boss, we may be landing on the planet's ground."

Ling Lan found that it was still dark and there was no trace of light, which made it impossible for her to estimate the ground. She made a judgment in an instant, and immediately told the small four: "radiation dangling signal bomb!" At the same time, Ling Lan fingers danced fast, according to the information obtained by the small four analysis, adjust the mech set again, let the mech fall The speed slowly slowed down and the final success became a suspended state.

"砰砰砰" three sounds, three bright purple signal flares instantly lifted, suspended in the Linglan machine, in this rich black, these three signal bullets look so dazzling and eye-catching, people can not ignore .

Chiron and Luo Lang, who had only one second of ejection from Ling Lan, saw the three purple lights that appeared far away from them, and suddenly they were happy.

When they just fell, the mech was in the gust of wind, they were worried that they would be taken away from the original position by these hurricanes, and finally they were far away from the boss and could not see the signal bomb and could not find each other. Fortunately, they were only taken away a bit, but not too far from the boss. Ecstatic, they immediately manipulated the mech to fly to the light.

It should be said that after the design arrangements of the three military seniors who came over from Han Jijun, Li Lanfeng and other deployments, the final documents were indeed all-encompassing, and all the possible situations were included, including how to concentrate in the dark. The player is this.

Therefore, when Ling Lan fired the three signal flares, the members who saw the signal flares all knew what this meant. ~www.novelbuddy.com~ dazzling purple, indicating that it is necessary to hang in the air, the ground may be dangerous. Three, representing the identity of the transmitter is the highest level of commander, while the three signal bombs also tell Ling Lan's real position, that is the middle of the three signal bombs. The biggest meaning of these flares is the collection!

Chaucer, who was late for Qilong Luolang, saw the three bright purple signal flares. He did not hesitate. He directed the direction of the top of the head and fired a bright purple and a green signal flare. Similarly, his move was to echo Ling Lan’s signal flare, launching the same purple signal flare, telling Ling Lan that he already knew it, and the green signal flare, which is a signal bullet dedicated to Chaucer’s identity, before he told Ling Lan’s identity, He is also calling his team members.

After the other captains saw the signal flares, they followed suit. Soon, the sky once again raised a few bright purple signal bullets, accompanied by these purple signal bullets are a variety of different color signal flares. Suddenly, the original dark night sky, the beauty of the embellishment.

Without being scratched too far, the players who could see these flares suddenly had a goal. They were eager to control the mechs and flew to the signal flares belonging to their own team.

"Those are the first men's military academies? How are they prepared so well?" The other military academy members caught in it saw this scene and began to envy and hate. Compared to the first men's military school, they are well-organized and prepared. They are like headless flies and don't know what to do next.

However, the armored divisions with their heads are manipulating the area where the mechs are flashing away from these flares. They know that once they enter these areas, if they are found by the opponent, the cliff will become their trophy, they will not commit This low level error. R1152