Galactic Dark Net

Tomorrow is the New Year of the Earth. Before the New Year, Li Yu, Han Lang, and the last batch of staff transferred from the Antarctic base ship the materials and come to the Nazca Wilderness in southern Peru. The First Corps headquarters and the Earth are not developed. The B-level ruins are located here.

Sitting down on the fighter plane, the first thing that catches the eye is the famous Nazca line, a line that stretches for several kilometers, forming a variety of vivid patterns, engraved on the earth, still no one can crack .

The Hercules transporter skipped those magical patterns, and the style of the painting suddenly changed. A huge black starship appeared on the wasteland.

This is the Sky Fortress-class cruiser, the Atlantic, which is more than 1,500 meters long and has a width of nearly 400 meters. It is as tall as 30 floors, with six main guns, eighteen auxiliary side guns, and four linkages. The missile launcher, two fixed space torpedo launchers, two jamming bomb launchers, etc., have a series of heavy fire attack devices.

The Atlantic has a fleet of up to 8,000 members. As the only Star Warship of the Earth Federation, the Atlantic has an important mission to guard the Earth.

It’s a pity that although the Atlantic has a high military value, there is only one ship that cannot be distributed to defend every corner of the earth. Those predators use the weakness of the starship to make a shot for a place, often not waiting for the Atlantic to arrive. The enemy has already escaped.

After crossing the Atlantic Cruiser, it was the main base of the First Legion and the entrance to the B-level remains.

A white rotunda surrounds the entrance to the ruins. Tens of thousands of superpowers are armed with the Atlantic. When the looters want to destroy the B-level remains of the Earth, they must measure their strength.

Just after Christmas, it was New Year's Eve. There was no lantern in the base. There was no celebration. The Hercules transport plane landed at the airport a few kilometers away from the base.

Han Lang followed Li Yu to take the jeep to the base. A lot of soldiers were jogging in the dark all the way. Some people were holding thick books under the outdoor light, and the training center was full.

The jeep stopped at the base yard, and Li Yu looked around. Shen Sheng said: "Next year is the Galaxy Conference. Everyone in the legion is very nervous, so when Longchuan proposes a New Year celebration, no one responds at all. It’s pressure.”

"Come with me, I will take you to see another group of young people taking stress tests."

The Nascar base has a separate circular building, which is reserved for the most promising genius of the Galaxy General Assembly. It is also a member of Han Lang, so Li Yu took him to see his future companions. We.

"Your department is expanded by the headquarters genius team. There are seven small monsters at the headquarters that are under 30, and the level is up to four stars. Together with the three selected in the world, there are hopes for promotion. Twelve members, a total of forty-nine."

"Your supervisor is Longchuan, and he is also the captain of the Atlantic. Because of the busy work, you may not see him often, right, and the morning weight that is good with you is here."

Han Lang nodded. Longchuan’s name was already heard. One of the three teachers of Clark, and Li Yu, Tallinn said that he made an indelible contribution to the Earth Federation.

Nowadays, all three of them have already occupied important positions. Li Yu is the director of the Heritage Administration, Tallinn is the director of the General Administration, and Longchuan has taken over the most important combat power of the Earth, the Atlantic.

As in other places, there was no celebration in the training camp. Han Lang and Li Yu went directly to the training center. I saw that the dead fat man was training his leg strength, while he was doing sports and holding a large bucket of beef. Eat.

Compared with Han Lang, who saw him for the first time a few months ago, the morning weight was a lot fatter, and the gangs were bulging, and the belly was about to go to the sky.

"Han Lang!"

In the morning, I saw Han Lang and immediately ran with a bucket of beef jerky. The alloy floor of the training center shook with the morning running.

"Brother, I want to die you!" Chen Zhong was very affectionate shouting.

Han Lang looked around, "How come you are here, monk?"

The morning slammed the grin. "The monk stress test has not passed, it has been eliminated, and now it is attacking the regiment."

In addition to Han Lang, there are still a few people in the training room. The morning **** is a self-cooked temper, and Han Lang is introduced one by one.

Li Yu has other things. He left first, and the morning and the warmth took Han Lang to visit. The Federation spent a lot of money for this group of young people who hope to participate in the Galaxy Conference. The training camp has its own simulation warehouse and various training facilities. .

For a while, I didn’t see the morning weight. Han Lang was talking with him excitedly. At this moment, a cold voice came from the ear.

"You are Han Lang?"

Han Lang looked back and saw seven people coming out of the training center. They were not very old. The obvious difference with other people was that they all had very good combat uniforms and a four-star honor badge on their chest.

Han Lang knows that this is the legendary headquarters of the seven geniuses, can advance to four stars before the age of 30, they have impeccable potential, and Han Lang, Chen Zhong, these people are added later, level All are Samsung.

It’s just that these geniuses don’t seem to be gregarious, especially for the first tall and thin blond young man. His eyes are very arrogant, flat and flat, and screaming Han Lang’s name.

To say that Han wave and their biggest difference is the momentum, although the level is not high, but Han Lang has been on the real battlefield, saw the blood, and saw the scenes of other super-powered fighters in the death live broadcast, so Although Han Lang is young, it is more calm.

With a slight smile, Han Lang reached out and the blond tall boy was ready to shake hands. He said, "I am Han Lang, haven’t asked your brother for your surname?"

The tall blonde teenager hesitated, barely reached out and Han Lang slammed his palm and frowned. "You have come too late. Until now, the training camp is all in place."

"The old saying goes well, there is no rule, no rule, we will choose the battalion commander and deputy battalion commander tonight, and there will be a backbone in the future."

Han Lang did not have any opinions on this, and the morning retreated to the side.

In the morning, I sighed with an airway: "This group of people is the most annoying. They are high-ranking. They don’t put our three-star fighters in the future. They don’t even want to train with us. They are seven separate actions."

Through the exchange with the morning, Han Lang knows that this blond tall young man is called Simberg, Germanic, and has four-star intermediate training. All the forty-nine people in the entire training camp are counted, and only one of them reaches This is a high level.

Of course, the level in combat does not mean all, but also depends on experience, courage, super power attributes, and so on.

Simberg has a leadership position, and the forty-nine members of the camp are far from being called to the gym. Shen Sheng said: "I propose to conduct a simulated battle to select the battalion commander of the training camp. Long-term designation, in the future, everyone will listen to the battalion commander, unite and form combat power as soon as possible."

"Our old genius camp unanimously elected me as the battalion commander, and you later elected one person to come out."

Han Lang slightly frowned, slightly different from the practice of Simberg. Since everyone is a training camp person, what kind of old players and new players are used for the same goal? Simbeg did this with the suspicion of engaging in small groups in the camp.

Simbeck licked a blond hair and looked at the people on the scene. Shen Sheng said: "If you don't have any opinions, the battalion commander will be the one who will serve me. The deputy battalion commander, I designate Ambebe, is also among our old players. Excellent character."

Ambebe is a very lively girl, in her early twenties, with good-looking wheat-colored skin and a pair of slender thighs. When Simberg mentioned her, Ambebe rushed and waved, and the character was obviously very cheerful. .

"I disagree!"

Seeing the dust settled, the morning suddenly yelled at the scorpion and shouted aloud: "I think Han Lang is more qualified than you to be a battalion commander. He is different from us. He once blocked himself ten times. The enemy has protected the C-level prehistoric relics that are vital to the earth. On actual combat experience, Han Lang is a hundred times stronger than those of you! If you change your position in the day of Han Lang, how can you block it? The looters?"

Chen Zhong suddenly lifted Han Lang out, so that Han Lang was slightly wrong, and the opposite face of Simberg was not good. He always used genius to be self-sufficient and self-esteem.

"Since you don't accept it, can you dare to fight one?" Simberg is cold and cold.

"Play and fight, afraid of you!" Chen Zhong immediately rolled up his sleeves and showed his arms thicker than others.